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animal adoption day [open to all]
ANIMAL ADOPTION DAY
ALL ADOPTIONS FREE FROM 10AM-4PM. FIRST VET VISIT FREE WITH SHEA COOPER, DVM.
BOOTHS, FOOD, PRIZES, AND MORE! SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 8, 2014 AT SIREN COVE BEACH PARK.

Coop's satisfied with the turnout today. He's been working on this event with Dylan for weeks and now that he's had the chance to talk to Les about what's going on with Joel, he feels a little more at ease. Not by a lot, friend-devouring demon on the loose and what not, but still, knowing they have some extra help has proven to be better for his sleeping patterns.
Besides, it's kind of hard to let his mind wander to darker things like that when he's watching kids points out their favorite puppies and kitties and bunnies and begging their parents for the chance to take them home. He's seen familiar faces and met brand new ones, a majority of them eager to get his advice on what's best to feed their new family addition, what the best heartworm medication is, what the best grooming tips are, all sorts of shit that he answers with ease with a giant grin on his face because this is what he loves doing. Watching little fluffballs bring joy to people's faces, it never gets old.
He can see Dylan assisting a couple with one of their older gals, a four-year-old Basset called Hettie who's the sweetest thing but hasn't had much luck in finding a forever home. Coop watches with a faint smile, pleased at the attention the dog's so deservedly getting, and doesn't really register that someone's tapping on his shoulder until it starts to feel more like they're jabbing him. He turns with a raised eyebrow, smile still intact because he's nice like that.
"Hi, yeah, what can I do ya for?"
[OOC: Feel free to use this as a gathering. Or an excuse to come harass this dumdum.]
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And as she turns and goes, a mess of limbs tripping over her mortal enemy (cats) as she desperately tries to get herself to back to Will, she calls back to the girl. "By the way, that cat belongs to our brother. It's a supremely fucked up small town." And she dashes back to where Will is entertaining a rowdy group of dogs in a tug of war match.
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"Uh, are you okay?" Abigail asked, looking at her confused. Brow furrowed as she watched Corry's face go from peach to white, Abigail's lips parted in a question as she just looked at her horrified. "It's not that bad, it's just some crappy motel they charge like thirty bucks a week. And I'm moving out, I mean the house is only slightly better but it doesn't have cockroaches."
Abigail tried to get up to catch Corry as she stumbles and looks down at the confused when she says it's Bach's cat. "You know you could've just said that kitty."
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"Uh..." Abigail watched the retreating figure of her sister. Looking at her and the cat, Abigail tugged it closer to her chest before murmuring a 'what the hell did I do now?'