[Pet]     

Donny walked through the wonders of Diagon Alley. As he walked he glanced at a shop, a shop he'd had in mind for quite some time now. The Magical Menagerie! He gasped, and thought in his mind about his animals at home. His two cats, Mews and Little Missy. They were two of the kittens he salvaged from the mother cat he'd found in the market bins one day. Of course, at the time he was unaware of the state of her pregnancy, hoping to just keep her to himself.  But she was an old cat, and she didn't exactly favor Donny of all people to abduct her. 

But, things just worked out for him in the end! The mother cat gave birth to six beautiful orange kittens on his mothers lounge, (Much to her dismay) and he ended up with two of his favorite ones. Mews, well, she was sort of clingy. She scratched, and scratched at his bedroom door after she'd run a muck from the laundry room in which it's mother settled them.  She also got her reputation because of her tendency to produce the loudest meows. Little Missy, on the other hand was one for supper! She ate and ate, and shoved all of the other kittens away from the bowl of porridge and milk. She was in short, the sassiest kitten known to wizard. 

But now was different. He couldn't just have his mum send his pets home by owl! However would the poor thing carry the overly sized Little Missy- and her bowl of porridge? And that was only the start of his worries.  He reached in his robe pockets, and pulled out only five galleons and one sickle. He grunted and closed his eyes, his mouth pursed. If only he could have a little more allowance.  He put aside his worries and shoved along the crowd of goggling children to reach the shop window.

He shoved his face flat against the glass. It was quite cold and icy, but the warmth of the shop emanated from the rosy cheeks of the shop owner on the other side. She appeared to be carrying a tray of cat shaped cookies. She looked at him with a grin, and pointed to the open sign on the shop entrance. He smiled, and stepped over crates and cages to reach the wooden door handle. He walked in, looking on the ceiling at many birds, and parrots. The shelves at the many tanks of toads and fish. At the crates that contained soft, furry cats, and kittens that were already occupied by the awes of the students goggling at them. 

But then he looked at the sign at the front of their crates and cages. The brilliantly colored ginger cats were fifteen galleons! The spotted toad was seven! He, only five, enough for a....a? 

"Hello dear! Would you like a ginger snap?" the short, sweet shopkeeper asked. "Er... I actually was wondering what I could purchase with, um..." He  pulled out his five galleons and one sickle, a look of dismay on his face. "Oh, of course that is fine deary! Yes...let's see. Follow me please!" She said, thinking hard, and bouncing over to the back of the shop. He followed. 

"We like to keep this lot away from our feline occupants!" She said merrily, pointing at the bundle of baby rats in a large, wooden cage. This wasn't what Donny thought as a...well, pet rather than a bunch of pesky rodents. But one...did catch his eye. He slipped his money back in his robe pockets.

"What about...that one, the one with the spot?" he pointed to a grey rat with a pink fleshy tail and nose. The most distinguishable feature about it was the large black spot over it's left eye. "Oh! That one I've also taken a liking to! Five galleons!"

Donny looked at the contrast. All of the other rats were variations of brown, but this one was special. "They were born just a few weeks ago! This lot was dropped off from a breeder- terrible those people! But- very good indeed that they could come into my shop. Would you like to hold him?" She asked him, his focus now on her. "Er...yeah!" He replied, putting his hands out as the shopkeeper unlocked the cage. He squeaked and fell into Donny's hands. Donny looked down to peer at him, the warm little pod of cuteness occupying his attention now. 

"I could get used to this!" Donny said with  a childish grin.  But before he could offer his hard earned money for the tiny creature, the little rat scampered down his sleeve and went down into his inside pocket, leaving Donny giggling a muck. 

"Quite the scavengers they are!" The shopkeeper said, as the little rodent climbed out with a crumbs, the remnants of a warm pumpkin pastie from the last shop. "Well, I guess I'll... I'll take it!" Donny said, holding the rat in his clutches, petting it's little belly. 

"I thought so! But, dear, what shall you name the little weasel, hm?" She asked, taking his change at the front counter. 

"Hmm.... I think I'll name him SPOT!" Donny said, gazing at the little creature still. The shopkeeper, smiled and gave him a smaller wooded crate,  old copies of the daily prophet covering the bottom. 

He left the shop very quickly, eager to tell Ruka, his friend, about the new addition to Hufflepuff!

WC: 908
What animal do you wish to purchase?
Gray Rat
What do you want to name it?
Spot Weasel Perrywinkle 
Is this a boy or a girl?
Boy
What is your pet's date of birth?
9/30/19



        

Congratulations with your new furry friend!
Take good care of him.