Cocking an eyebrow you scanned over the letter again, "This has to be a joke.” You mutter with confusion.

This morning you had got up eaten a light breakfast and went to pick up the mail, which usually got here pretty early in the trucks route. Aside from the usual bills and garbage offers on the house there’s was something really odd in this round of mail.

There was a letter addressed to you specifically, which isn’t really odd but what was inside it was what made it weird.

The letter invited you to a place called the Furry Pet Shop, it advertised a location in town where science had made a mix between animals and people which they called furries. It claimed that they had been able to make them almost human to an extent, but they still retained many of their animal instincts.

The company also claimed that because of those and because of the general lack of socialization many of them received to the human world a project to integrate them into the world was being undertaken. Essentially they were up for adoption, like a pet, with the idea that these sentient but animal like beings could adapt to the environment outside of laboratories or synthetic habitats by having normal human interactions and connections.

The letter proudly stated that you John Doe were part of the first round of people invited to attend one of the ten current existing locations. You had been picked for various factors including income, housing conditions, criminal record and other such publicly accessible information.

You couldn't believe it, you thought it was a joke maybe one of your friends made this to mess with you.

A quick google search on your phone though gave you a start, it was real. All over news outlets were talking about this breakthrough in science, the huge controversies over it, the mysterious background of the entire thing and of course, how politics was involved. Guess you can never get away from that shit huh?

How the fuck did you miss this though? The articles went back over the past two weeks. Sure you had been working particularly hard this past month, but you should have heard of this, right?

Unsure what to think you shake your head, “Eh, what the hell, first day off in while, might as well see what this is all about.”

Even if it was nothing you wanted any part of, going downtown was fun, especially some of the restaurants.

Walking out the front door and closing it behind you walk to the car, unlocking the door you step in and start it up. Taking a lifetime to connect your phone and choose a song you indecisively scroll through dozens of playlists before finally choosing one.

And with that, you’re off, to adventure or disappointment or maybe just weirdness. How the hell are you supposed to know anyway?