fandomtownies | Furnado Animal Shelter; Sunday [02/24].

Welp. Back to the old grind. Summer was pleased to find out that, while she was gone, none of the animals had died and that Turtle & Canary hadn't blown up, but Pancakes had quite a lot to say about her thoughts on Summer deciding to just pop off for a week without her and leaving her at the shelter with the vet.

"Oh, yeah?" Summer had countered, lifting her brows and looking terribly unimpressed. "Is that so? It was really that terrible having to spend a week in the same place you spent months living before I adopted you? Wow. I don't know how you managed to even survive."

But survive she had, and then she'd gone and insisted on returning with Summer that Sunday to the very place she'd been complaining about, if only just to make sure that Summer wasn't gearing up to go traipse off and leave for a whole week again.

Any work Summer would be doing that day, then, would be done from the counter, as she had a very persistent cat, purring away and kneading her lap and restaking her claim all over again.

"What have I gotten myself into?" Summer murmured, but fondly, as she shook her head and scratched Pancakes'.

Furndado is open!