As the wolf pads through the park this cold winter morning he looks across the street and sees something. Stopping where he is he thinks to figure out what it is that caught his eye, sniffing the air finding nothing different, he continues looking.
Was it someone out of place, or ...
Then it registers.. the LIGHTS are on in the Furry Cafe!!! My mind thinks back several months to the warmth adn comfort I'd felt my first time there.
I wonder, then decide to check it out and see.. I cross the street, and nose the door, which opens with a slight squeak that I remember. Inside it's empty and untouched, except for a Racoon and a Iguna.
Quietly, since they are facing away from me and don't appear to have heard the door I ask "Please, tell me the Cafe is re-opening??"