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Second Chance Shelter is a dog and cat rescue where you can come to find a new member of your family. We rescue and rehabilitate dogs and cats of all shapes and sizes so they may have the chance to be placed into a caring home. All of our animals are special and deserve a chance to be happy with an owner that will care for them. The question is: are you ready to love them?

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This cat came to us from a rather normal family in an average situation. Their family had to move and couldn't take the cat with them but would love for them to find a new home where they will be loved.
PROMPT: Despite this cat being hairless, do they like winter? Why or Why not? [Word Count- 20 min-200 max] My Extra Policy
Please do not add a collar or harness!

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❄ Username: Wileyfangs
❄ Name: Mowgli
❄ Sex: Female
❄ Collar: Microchipped (Sweater)
❄ Prompt: She loves winter! It's the only time of the year that she sees the mysterious white stuff that she sees from her window! As much as she tries to squeeze outside for a better look, her owner always catches her! And don't even get her started on the cat (Vivian she's been told she's called) that gets to go outside! Honestly as if it wasn't unfair enough! But besides that, she loves how her owner gets all cheerful and smiles and it's nice. Especially to see some sparks happen between her and that lovely lady that's been coming around. Mowgli can't help wanting to play matchmaker.

❄ Personality: Mowgli is a deeply silly cat. Innocent and young, she tends to spend most of her time playfully trailing after anything that moves and likes to pretend she's a fierce giant cat despite the truth is far from that. After coming to her new home she's sought after the cat detective Vivian, curiously having never met a detective before. She's inquisitive and smart but rarely shows it when she's racing down the hall at top speed or trying to show off her 'moves'. As such she tends to be quite the pawful, but she's easy to befriend and warm up to once you get past all that energy she has.

The New Cat
In all her life of being a cat detective, she'd never once thought of the possibility of having a 'sibling'. Until recently anyhow. Now that she was back from her perilous journey into the unknowns of street cat life, Vivian was finding things to finally be settling down. Especially since she and Jenny had talked and things had finally relaxed a bit. While she wondered about her birth mother and siblings often, Vivian felt no need to be involved with their way of life, not after how well she'd been taken care of here. But imagine her surprise when after a long case that took almost three days she finds a new cat in her home.

And Bridget didn't seem to realize just how strange it was.



"She'll be staying with us for a little while," was all she'd said when Vivian tried to voice her complaints about this sudden arrangement. Not to say she had anything against the cat, but this was her home. And if Vivian was feeling a bit territorial over it well sue her! After all, it's not like she wanted another cat around. The strangest thing about the cat wasn't that she was hairless, although it added to the strangeness, with how energetic she was!

In the day alone she'd met her, she learned her name was Mowgli, she was only a year old, and she ran through the house like a rocket, skidding across the wooden floors in the kitchen, jumping onto tables and shelves alike and knocking things off like she owned them, playing roughly with Vivian's toys.

And Vivian had enough when she saw what she did to Detective Squeakers.

So why was she feeling so guilty now? Maybe she shouldn't have attacked the new cat so fiercely. She didn't have fur after all so it must've hurt a bit worse when she had hit her with her claws. Shame made her pelt prickle when she padded along after her toys and heard pawsteps skittering away from her in panic. Even Bridget seemed disappointed in her.

"Vivian! No!"
It just wasn't fair! No one told her about this new person and while she did tend to bring cats, dogs, hamsters over to her "office" window, she had never let them stay for long. So why was this new cat staying? Feelings of unease made her stomach churn and she tried not to be found after the 'incident'. But still Christmas was coming and with Christmas meant a chance. While Bridget made goo-goo eyes at the neighbor down the hall, Vivian would try to set things right between herself and Mowgli.

That moment arose on a brisk December morning when Bridget had gone out looking for inspiration. Vivian was planning to go with her when she noticed a pair of golden eyes watching after her almost enviously from underneath the couch. Quietly and carefully she made her way over, watching as the eyes widened but didn't run away.

Lying down, Vivian eyed the cat under the couch.

"What do you want?" Came a tiny growl that was even less intimidating than a mouse's squeak and the eyes narrowed in on her. But the calico did nothing more than licking her chest fur in an unhurried manner. And figuring she wouldn't be batted at, Mowgli leaned closer.

"To know why you keep watching me." The explanation was unphased, and Vivian watched as Mowgli sputtered out in denial. Vivian's tail flickered as she fixed the younger cat with a stare. The young hairless feline glanced away shyly, eyes cast downward.

"What's it like?" She asked softly, so quiet Vivian almost didn't hear her. "What's what like?" The calico asked and the feline in the sweater shifted nervously under the couch, even now filled with restless energy.

"The snow." Ah. Snow. Vivian was brought up short by the question. But comprehension dawned on her. Bridget never let the young girl go outside. Something about it being too cold. She'd never have believed it true but now that she thought on it, it made sense. "It's cold, she began as she thought on it. "It bites."

"And it hurts?"
"No."
"But it's cold."
"Yes, but it doesn't hurt anyone?"
"It doesn't hurt anyone."

The line of questions stopped and both, Vivian and Mowgli were closer than before, both curious.
"You've never been in snow?"
"Not ever, I always get put back inside before I get to it."

Vivian hummed. "Well, it's cold and wet. It sinks into your...oh yeah well it makes you very cold." The detective noted that Mowgli was getting closer but instead of mentioning it, she instead curled her tail closer. "It can sting your paws." Vivian watched as the young she-cat looked down at her own paws she stifled a mrrow of amusement.

Genes
#727 Bambino
'Black with Low White (Dwarfism Mutation, Furless 'Hphp')'
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*this pet is furless and therefore may have susceptibility to sunburns!
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[Ringo.]

Dropping out

[Wileyfangs]

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❄ Username: Wileyfangs
❄ Name: Mowgli
❄ Sex: Female
❄ Collar: Microchipped (Sweater)
❄ Prompt: She loves winter! It's the only time of the year that she sees the mysterious white stuff that she sees from her window! As much as she tries to squeeze outside for a better look, her owner always catches her! And don't even get her started on the cat (Vivian she's been told she's called) that gets to go outside! Honestly as if it wasn't unfair enough! But besides that, she loves how her owner gets all cheerful and smiles and it's nice. Especially to see some sparks happen between her and that lovely lady that's been coming around. Mowgli can't help wanting to play matchmaker.

❄ Personality: Mowgli is a deeply silly cat. Innocent and young, she tends to spend most of her time playfully trailing after anything that moves and likes to pretend she's a fierce giant cat despite the truth is far from that. After coming to her new home she's sought after the cat detective Vivian, curiously having never met a detective before. She's inquisitive and smart but rarely shows it when she's racing down the hall at top speed or trying to show off her 'moves'. As such she tends to be quite the pawful, but she's easy to befriend and warm up to once you get past all that energy she has.

The New Cat
In all her life of being a cat detective, she'd never once thought of the possibility of having a 'sibling'. Until recently anyhow. Now that she was back from her perilous journey into the unknowns of street cat life, Vivian was finding things to finally be settling down. Especially since she and Jenny had talked and things had finally relaxed a bit. While she wondered about her birth mother and siblings often, Vivian felt no need to be involved with their way of life, not after how well she'd been taken care of here. But imagine her surprise when after a long case that took almost three days she finds a new cat in her home.

And Bridget didn't seem to realize just how strange it was.



"She'll be staying with us for a little while," was all she'd said when Vivian tried to voice her complaints about this sudden arrangement. Not to say she had anything against the cat, but this was her home. And if Vivian was feeling a bit territorial over it well sue her! After all, it's not like she wanted another cat around. The strangest thing about the cat wasn't that she was hairless, although it added to the strangeness, with how energetic she was!

In the day alone she'd met her, she learned her name was Mowgli, she was only a year old, and she ran through the house like a rocket, skidding across the wooden floors in the kitchen, jumping onto tables and shelves alike and knocking things off like she owned them, playing roughly with Vivian's toys.

And Vivian had enough when she saw what she did to Detective Squeakers.

So why was she feeling so guilty now? Maybe she shouldn't have attacked the new cat so fiercely. She didn't have fur after all so it must've hurt a bit worse when she had hit her with her claws. Shame made her pelt prickle when she padded along after her toys and heard pawsteps skittering away from her in panic. Even Bridget seemed disappointed in her.

"Vivian! No!"
It just wasn't fair! No one told her about this new person and while she did tend to bring cats, dogs, hamsters over to her "office" window, she had never let them stay for long. So why was this new cat staying? Feelings of unease made her stomach churn and she tried not to be found after the 'incident'. But still Christmas was coming and with Christmas meant a chance. While Bridget made goo-goo eyes at the neighbor down the hall, Vivian would try to set things right between herself and Mowgli.

That moment arose on a brisk December morning when Bridget had gone out looking for inspiration. Vivian was planning to go with her when she noticed a pair of golden eyes watching after her almost enviously from underneath the couch. Quietly and carefully she made her way over, watching as the eyes widened but didn't run away.

Lying down, Vivian eyed the cat under the couch.

"What do you want?" Came a tiny growl that was even less intimidating than a mouse's squeak and the eyes narrowed in on her. But the calico did nothing more than licking her chest fur in an unhurried manner. And figuring she wouldn't be batted at, Mowgli leaned closer.

"To know why you keep watching me." The explanation was unphased, and Vivian watched as Mowgli sputtered out in denial. Vivian's tail flickered as she fixed the younger cat with a stare. The young hairless feline glanced away shyly, eyes cast downward.

"What's it like?" She asked softly, so quiet Vivian almost didn't hear her. "What's what like?" The calico asked and the feline in the sweater shifted nervously under the couch, even now filled with restless energy.

"The snow." Ah. Snow. Vivian was brought up short by the question. But comprehension dawned on her. Bridget never let the young girl go outside. Something about it being too cold. She'd never have believed it true but now that she thought on it, it made sense. "It's cold, she began as she thought on it. "It bites."

"And it hurts?"
"No."
"But it's cold."
"Yes, but it doesn't hurt anyone?"
"It doesn't hurt anyone."

The line of questions stopped and both, Vivian and Mowgli were closer than before, both curious.
"You've never been in snow?"
"Not ever, I always get put back inside before I get to it."

Vivian hummed. "Well, it's cold and wet. It sinks into your...oh yeah well it makes you very cold." The detective noted that Mowgli was getting closer but instead of mentioning it, she instead curled her tail closer. "It can sting your paws." Vivian watched as the young she-cat looked down at her own paws she stifled a mrrow of amusement.

[Autumnlp99]

Username:[ .Earl Gray./b]
[b]Name: Moonbaby
Sex: male
Collar: Microchipped (Sweater)
Prompt:Although he might not enojy exactly being outdoors during this frosty weather, he definitely appreciates watching the season go by and all the festivities that come along with it! The snowflakes falling are quite the entertainment, the squirrels doing their final roundabouts for food before their hibernation, and of course we can't forget the fun in playing with the decor! Batting around ornaments and getting Tangled in the tinsel!

[Wolfiedog3]

Username: Wolfiedog3
Name: Laramie
Sex: Female ((non-binary pronouns))
Collar: Microchipped (Sweater)
Prompt: Suprisingly thought it looks like Lara would love winter, but they don’t like winter really. Lara finds that the cold is really uncomfortable and would prefer to stay in the apartment rather than go out. The bright lights during Chirstmas and stuff our cool, but would rather be left alone than join in on the cheer sometimes. Lara definitely finds the first starts of Spring, very late winter better in the long run. [73 words]

[DiamondDogg]

Username: DiamondDogg
Name: Thumper
Sex: Male
Collar: Microchipped (Sweater)
Prompt: Thumper does not like the cold very much. Whenever people leave the house, he must be put in a room without windows and is very warm until they leave, in which someone lets him out. The only part he likes about winter is the snow, as he gets snow treats. He will have his sweater on and some tall socks and a tail cover, and is allowed to eat some snow once or twice in the winter.

[ℋoney]

Username: (ωнιѕρєя)
Name: Mavi Blue
Sex: female
Collar: Microchipped (Sweater)
Prompt: Since Mavi can't really stay out long and is under house arrest in the summer/spring time she looovess winter. Winter is a time where she wont get sunburn or deal with hot pavements. Though it is a little cold, her parents do well keeping her warm with the lovely sweater she has on now! Winter and fall are the only two seasons Mavi is really allowed out of the house for however long she wishes, so of course she is in favor of winter.

[Samsherwoodc]

Username: Samsherwoodc
Name: McHairless
Sex: male
Collar: Microchipped (Sweater)
Prompt: McHairless loves winter his human takes him anywhere and everywhere. He might get cold but if he mowls he knows his human will care him around in the humans shirt. He gets to smell the rustic scent of the stables. He get to meet new humans and at the end of the day his favorite thing is to lay in his human’s lap while they sit in front of the fire. So why yes he does love the winter.
Personality: McHairless is a very protective cat he will hiss and bite anyone new. He is very clumsy he trips over his short legs. He is very playful attacking his owner’s feet anytime his owner moves them.

His first sweater

After his owner found out MrHairless loved to go anywhere with his owner. His owner decided to get him microchip to say the least it hurt and MrHairless couldn’t lick his shoulder better. It was winter when his owner for the first time tried to leave him home. Heck to the no that was going to happen he screamed in his high pitched cry. His owner finally took him after the second day he complained. At first MrHairless regretted wanting to go he hated the cold and complained until his owner put him in the owners shirt. MrHairless loved to feel his owner’s warm skin but still he was cold. A few minutes later he was in petco with his owner. His favorite place, I wonder what I am getting this time he thought. His owner smiled in his loving smile and grabbed something that looked like what his owner was wearing, a Sweater if he remembered right. He had it put over his head and put his short legs through the holes. He purred loving the feeling of warmth around his bodie. And that’s how he got his first sweater.

McHairless got his name by his owner’s kid.

[mongrel]

username: imaginary
name: perkins (often nicknamed "mr. paradise" or "sweetheart")
sex: male
collar: microchipped (sweater)
prompt:

[Mythz]

Username: Mythz
Name: Velveteen
Sex: Female
Collar: Microchipped (Sweater)
Prompt:
"Finally! It's snowing!" Velveteen – Velvet for short – excitedly called out, looking over her shoulder at Pyramid. The large sphynx-cat was curled up next to the fireplace cuddling the little teddy he always had with him.
"Why are you so excited? It's freezing!" For added effects, Pyra shivered and snuggled deeper into his bed.
Velvet shrugged and turned back to look out the window, watching the small white flakes slowly fall and pile up outside. Athena, the large German shepherd that also lived with them, was asleep on the couch.
“Don’t you think it’s pretty?” Velveteen asked, glancing back at Pyramid.
“I guess. But it’s still cold.”
“That’s why I have this!” She nodded to the little sweater she was wearing, which kept her nice and snug. “You should wear one.”
“I don’t need too - I have you.” Pyramid murmured, watching as the smaller cat padded over and curled up next to him.
Velveteen got comfortable, lying next to him and sighing.
“Well, snuggling is the best part of winter.”