"Hey, Tails, dude. Come on, wake up." spoke a boyish, medium-pitched voice. I groaned, slowly woke up to see golden amber eyes in front of me. I yelped, startled as I stared at Rexy in 2-D form. Whoa, he is animated and I must be, too!
"Wowsers, you look good, Rexy. Wait a second, I can talk with you!". I spoke excitedly. Rexy grinned, and chuckled deeply.
"Pretty cool, huh? You should look at yourself, I have never seen anything like you before.". spoke Rexy curiously. Confused, I slowly got up on fours, feeling clumsy yet so different. I walked over to a puddle, and looked at my reflection. Oh, golly. This is so completely weird in a different way. My red hair has transformed into a reddish fawn pelt, and my pale skin changed to a cream underbelly. But the surprise was that I had spots pratically everywhere except for my ears and feet. I had brown paws, and I had black ears. In breed, I am a mutt, a dalmatian/boxer mix. I had the body and tail of a boxer while my head and ears are of a dalmatian. My snout is longer than a boxer's snout, but shorter than a dalmatian's snout. Gosh, I look very good. Makes sense since I am loyal and friendly which are traits of both breeds.
Rexy walked over, looking at my reflection, and up at me. "What the heck are you, Tails?".
I laughed, "Turns out that I am a dalmatian/boxer mix! Pretty awesome, don't you think, Rexy?".
Rexy chuckled, "Explains the dalmatian part, but Boxer? What's up with that?". I told him the traits of both the dalmatian and boxer, and Rexy seemed to agree on that. Anyhow, with the shock over, I looked around to see where we are. I noticed that we were in an alley, which explains the puddle and the rough pavement we're on. I loooked up, and recognized the architecture as London. But which part of London?
Rexy smelled the air, and said that a park is close by. I had a suspicion that this park is Winchester Park where Pongo and Perdita & their pet humans met for the first time and fell in love. But just to be sure, with a bit of practice, I managed to walk gingerly with Rexy to the park, where I saw the sign of the park name, and to my pleasure, it truly is Winchester Park. We got inside, looked around at the beauty and serenity of the park, and I saw quite a few visitors. But no Pongo or the others. Rexy told me that a storm is stirring close by from help of his nose, and I looked for the bridge where Pongo and Roger walked over, and I found it just in time before the rain came in, and Rexy and I rested under the bridge, listening to the pattering of raindrops upon the bridge, conversed on ideas and plans we could do while we find Pongo and the others.
Then the rain stopped after a hour or so. We walked out from the bridge, agreeing to our plan of rustling food and looking for Pongo and the others during the day and sleeping under the bridge at night, if it is to be that way. We cantered out of the park, heading to some trashcans that Rexy found, and with some smarts, we managed to get the lids off, and eat some fairly good scraps then. It was morning when we found the park, and now it's an hour past midday once we finished our meal. We explored the neighborhoods, and alleys around the boundaries of the park, myself praticing to use my nose to all kinds of scents after being taught by Rexy on respective scents of dogs, humans, and some park animals like birds, squirrels.
The day slowly passed with some encounters with both humans and dogs, and no luck of finding Pongo or the others, we went back to the park after wolfing down some dinner, and went to the bridge to sleep for the night. Let's hope we have better luck tomorrow, if not tomorrow night then. It would be nice to know when we are in the time of the movie. Rexy told me that the air is a bit chilly through no danger of freezing through the night here. I wonder what will happen with me and Rexy by being involved. At least I and Rexy know what and where everybody is doing in the movie.