"Oh!" She started. She didn't see that. She did not see that. She did not see a man turn into a dog. She shook her head. "Good puppy," she whispered. "Good doggie." She couldn't move. She reached in her pocket. "Doggie want a treat?"<br/><br/>The dog stared at her for a moment, then smiled.<br/><br/>"Good doggie." She knelt and held out her hand. "My dog loves these. They're shaped like little steaks, see?" The dog moved over to her, his nose snuffling. He sniffed at the treat for a moment, then took it. He looked at her. "Do you want another?" The dog smiled. Next thing she knew, she was on the floor in front of the fire, stroking the dog's head on her lap. She loved dogs. "My name's Tabitha. What's your name, fella?"