Seeker was walking down the row of kennel cages, looking at puppies of various kinds.
Some small, some big, one with three legs, one with one ear.
But he wasn't looking at them for what they lacked, but for having an excess of. And he didn't think Leena would want a Pomeranian with a new jaw. Wait, would she accept a Pomeranian? He needed to ask-oh wait, this was a surprise gift. Nevermind asking, then.
Everyone at Brown, and some at Blue, had talked him into him getting her a puppy or something really fluffy. She kept playing with Baby and Blue, and at this point, people are starting to talk about how she is planning on stealing the katbeast.
Of course, he needed to do SOMETHING to keep that from happening.
Thus, his visit to one of the humane societies that dwelled in New York. And the ASPCA was having a campaign going on, so maybe he needed to hurry up and get a puppy before they were all taken.
Then he spotted a chowchow puppy. It was an o