If the voice/words suddenly appearing in Dogero's mind are enough to make a human brain stutter, they stop the dog-brain short-- so short that his legs lock up as he attempts to halt himself.

The laws of physics remain against him: a 150-pound-plus Great Pyrenees has no chance of stopping short, momentum sending him into a graceless tumble that ends with the man flat on his back and gasping up at the ceiling.

"L-lady Wiggles...?" he says uncertainly, pushing himself up on one elbow and blinking the stars out of his eyes as he does.