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Jan. 10th, 2018 08:53 pmWhen Clarke had first brought up the subject of a pet to Bellamy she'd been half-expecting to be shut down. They had lives, things to do, and getting a pet may or may not fit into that. But every time she walked through the park, seeing people with their dogs (now a lot less terrifying than the wild dogs she'd seen before) or seen cats in the window of the cat cafe, she'd slowed down a bit. Watched for a little while. The idea of having one of their own got stuck in her head. The fact that he was down for adopting a pet was more than she could've asked for.
They had discussed it and debated it, ultimately deciding that a cat was a much better choice. Dogs were a bigger commitment and a lot more to try on their first pet go around. It wasn't a question of if they were cat-people or dog-people. More a question of if they were pet people.
Clarke's prepared. She's done research. She's filled in a form to get their apartment home inspected by the shelter and found a vet. They have cat supplies — not a ton, but a few on the off-chance that they get approved today.
They're ready. It's just a question of which cat or kitten will be theirs.
Walking up to the shelter, Bellamy's hand clasped in hers, Clarke stops just outside the door. "Are you ready? We can always come back another day if you're not."
They had discussed it and debated it, ultimately deciding that a cat was a much better choice. Dogs were a bigger commitment and a lot more to try on their first pet go around. It wasn't a question of if they were cat-people or dog-people. More a question of if they were pet people.
Clarke's prepared. She's done research. She's filled in a form to get their apartment home inspected by the shelter and found a vet. They have cat supplies — not a ton, but a few on the off-chance that they get approved today.
They're ready. It's just a question of which cat or kitten will be theirs.
Walking up to the shelter, Bellamy's hand clasped in hers, Clarke stops just outside the door. "Are you ready? We can always come back another day if you're not."
