My dog self is feeling so much stronger now. I want to pee on trees and poles and chase things when I’m out. While pretending to be human for much of the day, the dog in me felt like he needed to get out, to run around, play, go for walks, be a dog. I was able to contain it of course, but the moment I was alone I put on my collar, stripped my clothes and fell on all fours.

I love my collar, I wear it whenever I can. It feels nice and comfortable, unlike the rest of my clothes usually. Though human clothes are really nice when its cold. When I let the full dog out, its an amazing feeling, I’m barking happily, tail wagging, playful happy feeling. I love being a good dog, I love hearing it. It feels wonderful. I pant, I lift my leg to pee, I growl when angry, I whine when sad or upset, I bark when happy if I can. I’m a dog.