“Yeah, I didn’t know you cats had bushy tails.” he explained. “Granted, I only just started working on Calico, but since I've been here, I’ve only ever seen slender, snake-like tails on you folk, so from the rear, you look like one of my people.”

To this, Plum did not know what to say. It was true that a slender tail was dominant on Calico, but she never truly gave it much through, until now. “So then, your” she began, pointing to his lower half, “…is like mine?”

“Well, no. You see, I’m male, not female, so I’m built a little differently below the belt. Male foxes and I assume male cats don’t have lady parts, we have—“

“STOP TALKING!” Plum all but shouted. “I wasn’t pointing to THAT! I was pointing to…oh, never mind!” she growled, as she marched to the very front of her stall where the cheeky fox was standing and grinning down at her. She leaned over the counter to get a better look at the man who was surely going to be the cause of a migraine, later. Sure enough, a full, bushy, caramel-colored tail with chestnut brown at the tip and a snow-white band just below it, was wagging playfully behind him. It reminded her of a waffle cone of vanilla ice cream with hot fudge on top.

“I’ve been working at the Sweet Shoppe for too long.” she thought to herself. “I see everything as a dessert analogy.” she lamented, as she returned to standing normally. But, when she looked up and noticed that he was hovering above her, examining her backside, she gasped. “What are you doing?!” she shrieked.

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