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Gordon was a normal 15 year old boy from 

Seattle, Washington.   He always dreamt 

about having a pet, but his parents never 

let him have one.   He dreamed about any 

pet in the world.   A dog, a cat, even a 

monkey!   When he was having a "good 

grades" streak one day, his parents finally 

gave in.  

Gordon's parents were able to get him a 

pooch.   One that wasn't too big or too small 

for Gordon to take care of.   Gordon decided 

to call him "Alan".   When Gordon first got 

Alan, Alan was shy and always ran away 

from Gordon.   Gordon thought it was 

normal for a dog to do that when it was 

surrounded by unknown people.  

Alan turned out to be really shy around 

everybody he saw and Gordon was 

disappointed about it.   Gordon also realized 

that every night, Alan would stare into the 

sky.   He wasn't sure how long Alan would 

be there staring, but whenever Gordon 

looked to see if he stopped, he was still 

staring.    

Gordon then decided to start interacting 

more with Alan. He walked him around 

Gordon's neighborhood and took him to the 

park to play catch.   Even then, he still 

wouldn't make any response to anything.  

Gordon even considered getting rid of the 

Alan, but he knew not to give up so early.  

One night as Alan stared into the sky, as usual, 

Gordon came up to him and asked "Why are 

you like this?"

Alan looked at Gordon, and amazingly said in 

English, "Well, I want to go home, I don't like it 

here."  

Gordon was shocked.   How could a dog speak 

English?!? 

"Holy Cow!", said Gordon.   "How can you 

speak English? You're a dog!" 

"First of all, thank you for stating the obvious, 

and second, I learned it back on my planet.  

Yes, I am an alien..."

"Wow!" exclaimed Gordon.   "I didn't think 

aliens existed."  

Alan made an frown, "Yes, most of you humans 

are ignorant of possibilities outside Earth. 

"So, is your planet dominated by dogs or 

something?" Asked Gordon.

"Not particularly.   We all look just look you!  

But I'm a dog because I was experimented on."

"Amazing!"

"Since you seem to be determined to do 

anything to make your dog happy, I need you 

to send me back home." said Alan in a 

determined voice.

"Well, so much for wanting a normal dog.   How 

can I do this?"

Alan cleared his throat.   "First, we must go to 

the pet store near the city hall."

"Okay then..."  

Gordon was very confused.   In 5 minutes, he 

went from trying to get interactive with his dog, 

to trying to get rid of him.   

The following morning, Alan and Gordon went 

to the Pet Shop where Alan was from.

"Okay, now you must tell the owner at the front 

desk that you have a dog that talks and you 

would like to return him."

Gordon tried to comprehend. "Is this guy also 

from wherever you're from?"

"No, but he knows a guy."

Gordon walked to the owner and told him what 

Alan said.  

"Come this way." the man said as he was 

walking to the back of the building.  

               PET SHOP

Gordon and the man walked into a room.  

"I'll be right back with him." said the man.  

Gordon was left alone in the room, scared.   He 

was afraid that he might have gotten himself in 

a whole lot of trouble.  

Several minutes later, another man with a 

laboratory coat came in.   He sat on a chair 

across from Gordon.  

 He looked at Gordon with a serious face.   "So, 

I believe you have stumbled upon one of my 

pets."

"If you're talking about a dog who can speak 

perfect English and claims it's from another 

planet, then yes."

The man chuckled. "Yes.   There are others on 

our planet that torture people, turning them into 

animals like dogs or hamsters.   They then send 

them to this planet to be pets for humans for as 

long as they live.   Now I am the hope for those 

animals.   I turn them back into their human form 

and they're then sent back to my planet.   Now 

all I need is five hundred dollars to change your 

dog back to look like me.   The cost is high 

because of the dangers involved in the 

conversion.   

"What?!" exclaimed Gordon.   "I'm sorry sir, but 

I do not have that much money and I don't see 

the benefit of having him sent back."  

"I'll just be wasting money to get rid of my dog."  

Gordon stood up and walked towards the door.  

"Actually there is a way you can help me," said 

the man.   "You can convert him with me."  

Gordon stopped in front of the door, thinking 

about this opportunity.   "Okay," he said, "I will." 

"Excellent," the man said, "you must get the dog 

and bring him here at once.   This will only take 

about 10 minutes.   I will also need you here 

tomorrow to finish the conversion." 

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