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As Dover the Labradoodle swung through the doors with his gorgeous Red Setter date, every single head in the cafe snapped up with accusing eyes. Momentarily paralysed, he pushes himself forward and finds a table towards the back.

Times had progressed, but animals still lived to a certain degree of segregation. Humans still controlled their movement, and still weren't as free as their fellow pet counterpart. No longer leashed, but put on parole, hence the date.

Scarlet, being the impulsive type forgot this, as she pawed a waiter's attention.

This was cat territory.

He knew he should've been more careful.

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