Grooming

**_Saturday Morning_** Emmanuel was having an unusual dream about being in some kind of horse racing arena, with a mixture of feral and anthro horses, lined up in some variation of a starting gate that was able to accommodate all of them. A raucous...

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Kubla Khan

Nate didn't really understand seasons. He wasn't stupid; he understood planetary orbits, growing seasons, the endless cycles of life. He just didn't have much use for seasons in general. His element - perhaps literally - was ice, and it was the one...

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Arrangements

"What the hell do you mean, I'm dead?" Were I anyone else, such a question would probably have sent me in search of some nice young males in their clean white coats (or whatever other fur color they might have) to come and take the speaker away. I,...

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Surrogate, Part 1

I’ve heard it said that there are places where time passes differently than it ordinarily does. As much a fan of science fiction and time travel stories as I am (I’ve dabbled in the genre, trying to freshen it a bit), I don’t imagine that what we call...

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Answers

Just as the lawyer seemed to be turning into a real furson, something in him shifted. Barton could almost hear the wheels and gears churning. "There may be some problems. My claim on the kits should supersede the wolves', based upon _nunc pro tunc_...

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Chapter 1: Going to the Dogs

Quote: Have you ever felt uncomfortable in your own skin? Maybe there's a reason... Jeremiah Pym is a private detective - not the flashy gun-toting gumshoe of old, but a quiet, respectable shamus of modern day who earns a modest living on...

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It Takes a Skunk, Part 1

Crime scene investigation is both science and art, as I had come to discover even before I came to work for the city's CSI division. Granted, as a vixen therian,...

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Collar 15 -- Answers

A great number of my parishioners came up to me after the service to congratulate me on my decision. All held the opinion that Fletcher looked to be a fine pup, that I'd be a good sire for him, and when would they get a chance to see him "for real"...

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The Laputan Factor 03

The hyena laughed gently. "Looks like you had your furniture rattled a little, tiger. Think you can sit up?" Carefully accepting the helping paws, the tiger moved into a sitting position on the hot sand, trying to check his flight suit for... His...

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Collar 16 -- The End of Summer

A routine can be comforting, as long as one doesn't let it suck out the joy of spontaneity, surprise, and the occasional dedication of some time for just plain goofing-off. Fletcher had already helped me immensely by encouraging our checking in with...

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Collar 12 -- Pax Vo Biscum

I gasped and pulled Fletcher tightly into my embrace, feeling him grip me closely to him. The words clanged inside my head:_I think he sold me._ Nothing in my life had prepared me for the horror that I felt from those five words. Even Elizabeth's...

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Tending to Important Matters

**_Sunday Morning_** I stirred gently, waking to the sounds of birds and a whisper of soft music barely beginning. Stretching, I reached over to turn off the alarm. Some years ago, I had discovered the CD called_Morning/Jewel,_and I realized that...

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