< s >Furricanes< /s > Furnado Animal Shelter (Formerly Everything But The Monkey), Wednesday

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April was pretty pleased about her job at the pet shelter - or at least as pleased as April ever got. The animals loved her, her uniform wasn't hideously awful, and she was teaching a parrot to say "go fuck yourself."

The one thing that she didn't love was the name. 'Furnado.' What was wrong with 'Everything But the Monkey'? It was just... so completely stupid.

But whatever. Short of teaching the parrot to say 'stupid name,' she didn't think there was much she could do about that, and in the meantime, she was in charge of choosing all the cutest cats and dogs to put in the room that could be seen from the window today. Get ready for scrappy-looking dachshunds, passers-by. This was happening.

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The Beach, Wednesday - late evening

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It was nearly a week later and Allie still had a puppy following her about. She'd briefly debated turning it in to whoever might be responsible for these things, but a fluffy head resting on her knee and big puppy eyes had her putting it off for another few days.

"I suppose I'm going to have to come up with a name for you at some point if you're going to stick around," Allie said to the puppy as they walked along the edge of the water. "Unless you like me calling you dog?"

[Guess who else isn't at Comic-con?]