Ron had never been more happy to be home.

His doctor had insisted on giving him a large amount of smelly and discusting medicine before
he left, not to mention that he wouldn't let him just walk outside. He had to be pushed by a nurse, in
a wheelchair. Yuck.

Calli walked beside him, panting softly, with a happy look on her fur-covered face. He reached over the
arm of the wheelchair and scrtched her behind the ear. She arched her neck up towards him and looked
into his face, giving Ron full view of her eyes, the same, deep brown color he had imagined. He
shivered a little, and touched the fur next to her right eye, causing her to blink. Ron drew his hand
away and continued scratching her ear.

Ginny walked on the other side of the wheelchair, chattering happily, again. Ron did his best to tune
her out, and listened instead to the doctor's converstion with the nurse who was pushing him.

"He'll be alright in a couple o' days. Nasty concussion he's got there, but nothin' too bad. Strange
thing, 'bout that wolf finding him. Most would've eaten 'im right up. I say, right up."

"Yes, tis strange, is it not, Doc?"

"Right strange enough, but tis none of your business to worry 'bout it, Nursie."

"All right, Doc. I shaln't. But shall you?"

"Me, Nursie? 'Course not! None of me business neither."
~~~
Calli looked around at the large house she had just entered. She coudn't leave the room, for she had
been given the job of baby sitting Cassie, but she could look around a little.

First, she looked into the crib.

Yes, Cassie was still asleep, and a good thing too. She hadn't been in a happy mood when they had first
gotten home, and Calli swore she had almost went deaf. But no, she was sound asleep.

The walls of the room were a light yellow, with bunnies and deer along the top and bottom. There was a
window, partially covered with a light pink curtain. From the window, you had a very nice view of the
garden on the side of the house.

There was a pretty dresser, a soft off-white color, with flower stenciled onto it. On the top there was
a small lamp, and the shade had a cute kitten on it. Also on the top of the dresser was a stack of baby
clothes. Ginny must not have put them into the proper places yet.

The closet door was open a crack, and my sticking her paw into the opening, Calli could pull it open
enough to see inside.

The light wasn't on, but the sunlight that came through the window crept into the closet, and gave her
a good view of what was inside. It was obviously not used as a toy closet, for Cassie's toys were in
the big chest in the living room, but Calli supposed it must be used as extra storage space.

Nothing interesting in there.

She would have gone to see about the bookcase, had Cassie not suddenly woken up and started to cry.

Calli whimpered and put her paws over her ears.