Many men die at 25 and aren't buried until they're seventy-five.

[tehoniongirl]

[curled up on a lobby couch and only half awake, Jilly shifted the paw that was curled over her nose... only to blink fully into awareness at the feel of smooth skin.

Pushing herself upright, she flexes her fingers and then reaches up to run a hand through her hair, just getting reacquainted with being in a human body]

...That was strange. [thinking

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[evilhandissue]

And I was just getting used to you like that.

[tehoniongirl]

[a laugh] Disappointed?

[evilhandissue]

No. But every boy always wants his own puppy. [smirks]

[tehoniongirl]

Residents probably don't make the best pets.

It was fun, though.

[evilhandissue]

All treats and pets all the time?

[tehoniongirl]

[a laugh] Quite a few... but it was the scents, and being able to go places you wouldn't normally think of. And... they're just happy creatures.

I was still me... but the other instincts were there, too, and they really don't know how to be unhappy. Not for long.