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An Anthropomorphic Novel

This is a work of fiction and is not intended to portray any actual events, persons living or dead or undead; or any character in a virtual environment or from any other printed work. Legal Notice: This story is Copyright © 2003-present by Joe Martelle. This story may not be sold or used for commercial profit in any form or fashion. This story may not be modified in any way. This story may not be posted on a mirror site or any other Internet site without the written permission of the author. This story may not be distributed on print, magnetic, electrical or optical mediums.
Rick Coona, Gwen Smith Coona, Kacy “KC” Coona, Kirk Otterman, Mike Ferretti, Cassy Bhunny Ferretti, Max Badger, Kath Badger, Bill Badger, Ted Badger, Bruno, Lupé Carlotta, Panda Phil, Jo-Ann Procyon, Charles Procyon, Marcus Procyon, Jack Canus, Esmerelda Smyth, Richard Coona, Helen Coona, Max Coona, Sally Coona, et.al. © Joe Martelle

Any resemblance to any person or fur, living, dead, or fictional is coincidental", "writing": "[center]Chapter 26\nVisiting Hours[/center]\n\n\tCassy had been moved out of I.C.U. and was in a double room in the recovery ward on the fourth floor, room 420. The other bed was empty when we went to see her. She had an I.V in one arm, an oxygen line across her nose, and a monitor beeped rhythmically—quite frankly, she looked like she'd been dragged through a knothole backwards. She was pale and weak, but she was awake. A halfhearted smile dusted her muzzle as we walked in.\n\t\"Hey guys,\" she said, her voice reedy. \"Did you guys see who sucker punched me?\"\n'Oh God, she looks like hell and she's making jokes,' I thought. Mike swallowed hard.\n\t\"Morning, Honey bunny. How are you feeling?\" Mike was doing his best to put on a brave face, as she smiled weakly.\n\t\"Oh, the doctors say I'm going to make a full recovery. I'm a little sore, no real pain. Did—did he get away?” Mike shook his head. \"No love. He didn't. He'll never hurt anyone again.\" \n\t\"It, it all happened so fast, I don't quite remember it all…he yelled, you threw your knife, his gun went off…and I guess I got in the way of the bullet.\" She tried to laugh, but was rewarded with a spasm of pain.. \"Ooh, Maybe I shouldn't do that.”\n\t\"Oh honey, I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry, I didn't think…\" Mike took her paw in both of his.\n\t\"Ssssh, no, no,\" Cassy crooned. \"Love, It's okay, it's not your fault, I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, that's all…it's going to be all right…\" Cassy paused, closing her eyes. \"They figure I'm going to be in here ten, maybe twelve days, then I can come home…I love you Mikey, no matter what...I love you…\"\n\t\"Oh hunny bunny…\" Mike moaned.\n\t\"It's okay, we'll get through this…trust me love.\" 'Oh Gods, I thought,' she knows. 'They must have told her this morning.' I took Gwen's paw; she squeezed it reassuringly as we approached the bedside.\n\t\"Hey you two…\" Cassy tried another smile.\n\t\"Cassandra, if there is anything I can do for you.\" She nodded weakly.\n\t\"Thanks Gwen, just take care of Mike for me…he's a nervous wreck. He needs a good home cooked meal, and good friends around, ya know?' Cassy said trying to smile.\n\t\"We'll take good care of him,\" I said.\n\t\"Mike honey, I'm sorry…they shaved my belly fur…\" Mike choked back a sob.\n\t\"Oh, honey, s’okay…it'll grow back…\" Mike tried to sound up beat, but the look in her eyes said beyond the shadow of a doubt they told her this morning about not having kids. She was putting up a brave front, but the news had devastated her. Mike could see it, and Cassy knew he could see it. Her eyes were bright with unshed tears…as they gazed into each other’s eyes the tears freely fell; Cassy was determined not to break down, it was a losing battle and she knew it.—surrounded by friends and lovers the floodgates fully broke, and Cassy held back nothing. To be honest, there wasn't a dry eye in the room.\n[center]# # #[/center]", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "
Chapter 26
Visiting Hours


\tCassy had been moved out of I.C.U. and was in a double room in the recovery ward on the fourth floor, room 420. The other bed was empty when we went to see her. She had an I.V in one arm, an oxygen line across her nose, and a monitor beeped rhythmically—quite frankly, she looked like she'd been dragged through a knothole backwards. She was pale and weak, but she was awake. A halfhearted smile dusted her muzzle as we walked in.
\t"Hey guys," she said, her voice reedy. "Did you guys see who sucker punched me?"
'Oh God, she looks like hell and she's making jokes,' I thought. Mike swallowed hard.
\t"Morning, Honey bunny. How are you feeling?" Mike was doing his best to put on a brave face, as she smiled weakly.
\t"Oh, the doctors say I'm going to make a full recovery. I'm a little sore, no real pain. Did—did he get away?” Mike shook his head. "No love. He didn't. He'll never hurt anyone again."
\t"It, it all happened so fast, I don't quite remember it all…he yelled, you threw your knife, his gun went off…and I guess I got in the way of the bullet." She tried to laugh, but was rewarded with a spasm of pain.. "Ooh, Maybe I shouldn't do that.”
\t"Oh honey, I'm sorry, I'm so, so sorry, I didn't think…" Mike took her paw in both of his.
\t"Ssssh, no, no," Cassy crooned. "Love, It's okay, it's not your fault, I was just in the wrong place at the wrong time, that's all…it's going to be all right…" Cassy paused, closing her eyes. "They figure I'm going to be in here ten, maybe twelve days, then I can come home…I love you Mikey, no matter what...I love you…"
\t"Oh hunny bunny…" Mike moaned.
\t"It's okay, we'll get through this…trust me love." 'Oh Gods, I thought,' she knows. 'They must have told her this morning.'  I took Gwen's paw; she squeezed it reassuringly as we approached the bedside.
\t"Hey you two…" Cassy tried another smile.
\t"Cassandra, if there is anything I can do for you." She nodded weakly.
\t"Thanks Gwen, just take care of Mike for me…he's a nervous wreck. He needs a good home cooked meal, and good friends around, ya know?' Cassy said trying to smile.
\t"We'll take good care of him," I said.
\t"Mike honey, I'm sorry…they shaved my belly fur…" Mike choked back a sob.
\t"Oh, honey, s’okay…it'll grow back…" Mike tried to sound up beat, but the look in her eyes said beyond the shadow of a doubt they told her this morning about not having kids. She was putting up a brave front, but the news had devastated her. Mike could see it, and Cassy knew he could see it. Her eyes were bright with unshed tears…as they gazed into each other’s eyes the tears freely fell; Cassy was determined not to break down, it was a losing battle and she knew it.—surrounded by friends and lovers the floodgates fully broke, and Cassy held back nothing. To be honest, there wasn't a dry eye in the room.
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