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Just after lunch, I was feeling more than a little worn out. The morning that I'd spent working on regaining my ability to move under my own steam, as well as the heavy subject of my restrictions due to my previous criminal activities when I'd been human.

Vivian took me into her arms almost as soon as I'd finished eating and carried me to the master bedroom and laid down with me in the bed that she shared with Jack before removing her top and her bra.

"Momma you don' need ta..." I began to say but she softly put her finger on the front of my muzzle before nudging me into her breast and I stopped saying anything and simply settled down to nursing, though, as before I wasn't getting anything from it other than physical comfort and the time to bond with her though I was, by now aware, that it wouldn't be long before I would get something from it and indeed when she switched me to her other side, to balance it out, I found a merest hint of milk on my tongue when I let go and fell asleep for my afternoon nap.

Forty minutes later I woke as momma climbed from the bed to get ready to go out shopping. I yawned softly and sat up before gently rubbing my legs, feeling the tension in them, they were stiff from my almost constant testing of them, but I wasn't going to slow down my push to get my mobility back.

"Feel better after than nap Daren" Momma asked when she emerged from the bathroom wearing a practical pair of jeans and a rather fetching looking top.

"Yeah huh momma." I replied before jumping from the bed and landing on all fours before pushing myself to a standing position.

"Your pushing yourself pretty hard kitten." She remarked before Jack came to the bedroom door, you guys almost... oh your standing, and barely wobbling at all kitten."

"Thanks daddy." I replied and I could tell that he liked it when I called him that, it also made me feel good in a way.

"You keep that up and you will have a normal level of mobility in no time at all." He remarked and I could tell that he was happy with that idea.

I smiled up at him and then made my way, as quickly as I could, to where he was standing and he quickly picked me up before gently poking the padding between my legs.

"Before we go anywhere I think we should get you a new diaper and some clothes kiddo. I know that you tend to go around in just a diaper and your fur around the house, but I think it would be prudent to have some clothes on when we go shopping."

I made a soft meeping noise and hid my head in his shoulder while I nodded softly. "Yeah huh daddy, I don' want to humiliate myself any more than I have to." I said softly, though I wasn't sure if he caught it all due to my voice being slightly muffled by his shoulder.

He turned quietly and headed for my room where he took care of my diaper, and then helped me get dressed before we headed for the garage.

The trip to the shopping center was over fairly quickly and when momma came to release me from my car seat she probably could tell that I was more than a little nervous at the prospect of being in public for the first time since I'd been reborn the day before.

"It's okay kitten, nobody here is going to hurt you." She remarked as she gently pulled me into her arms.

"I know momma, and anybody that I would know wouldn't recognize me either, but all the same..."

She nodded and then smiled as Jack had pulled what was basically a running stroller from the back of the truck and unfolded it.

"Momma aren't I a bit big for a stroller?" I asked looking at the device, though this one was designed in such a way as I could almost hide inside of it.

"Yes, you are, but since you were only born yesterday you aren't quite able to get around without Jack or I carrying you around most of the time." She told me before gently sitting me down inside of the stroller and handing me a rather old school PSP.

"Thanks momma." I said leaning back in the conveyance while turning on the small handheld console. I was well aware that it had limited network capabilities due to its age, but it was still capable of playing any number of games to keep me busy.

I didn't really have much to do for the first part of the trip, as Jack and Vivian concentrated on taking care of the basics first, things that they both needed and that I wouldn't really have much of a reason to have an opinion on. We had to return to the truck, once when they'd gotten all of the most basic items that they needed from a large discount store. With that taken care of they returned to the shopping center where they headed for a children's clothing store. Once they got there I had to turn off the hand-held console and get out of the stroller to work with them to chose my new wardrobe

"Oh, Jack this is absolutely adorable!" Vivian said holding up a small shirt, that I was well aware, would fit me, but which I shivered at due to the fact that it would do nothing to help me retain some dignity.

"Viv for Pete's sake look at our son before you chose clothes for him, he has an opinion as well, and I can assure you that he definitely doesn't like that shirt."

She looked down at where I was standing, holding onto the loose fabric of her pants with one hand, and nodded. "Sorry kitten, I guess I got a bit carried away eh?"

"Yeah momma I think so, but I know that you will get a few like that, but please... for my sake can you uh..."

"Chose something a bit less cutesy?" She asked with one of her ears cocked back further than the other.

"Yeah," I replied and then staggered, with my best speed, to another rack that had some slightly different shirts on it. They were all of a plain colour palate without any patterns or appliques, the strangest thing, from my perspective, was the tails and extended fronts on the shirts. "Momma what are these?"

She had followed me with her gaze and then her eyes lit up, "Those are perfect!" She exclaimed before walking over and looked at the size tags, "And, it looks like a few are in your size too..."

"What makes them so perfect momma?" I asked her again, though I knew that in this case she would probably buy them regardless of what I said about them.

"Sweetheart what makes them especially good for you is that they will help with what you wear under your clothes, keeping it tighter against your body, which should keep the dreaded leaky-monster from rearing its ugly head." She answered with aplomb as she found almost every one of the strange tailed shirts in my size and dumped it into Jack's arms.

He nodded to me and gave a long-suffering sigh before one of the sales clerks came over.

"Getting some new clothes for your cub?" She asked brightly.

Vivian smiled, "Yes, we just adopted him and well... the situation is rather unique so he has some special requirements."

The clerk nodded her head, "Is there something I can help you with?"

"Well I think we have almost everything that we need, though shorts and pants in his size with the T classification are a bit hard to come by." Vivian replied.

"Yes, we don't really have much demand for size 6T pants and shorts, though we do have some limited stocks of them."

"How limited?" Jack asked, "We can afford it if you need to special order them in."

The clerk, a white-tailed doe brought out a small hand-held device and checked it before she smiled, "Well for anthros such as your cub we have six pairs of shorts and four pairs of pants available."

Vivian smiled widely, though she did her best to conceal her teeth from the doe, "That sounds perfect to me. Can we take them all? You know how kids are, they can get dirty rather quickly."

"Yes, yes of course you can. As I said there isn't much demand for size 6T here." She replied before leading the way toward the shelf where the items that she'd mentioned were located.

Vivian followed her rapidly and Jack crouched down to gently pick me up. "You're being awfully quiet about this whole thing Daren."

I sighed softly and rested my head against his shoulder. "I know but this is really a lot for me to take in all at once." I told him softly.

"I know it is kitten, I know it is, but since you've been so good about it we're going to stop by the Toys R Us to pick out something for yourself."*

"Thanks daddy," I told him as Vivian returned with the items that the clerk had mentioned in her arms.

"I think this is everything that we need here. Now to stop at a few more places and then dinner."

I tolerated the rest of the clothing shopping with relatively good grace, though the space in the stroller was more restricted the longer we shopped due to momma taking advantage of the spare space in the conveyance that was handy.

After we finished shopping for clothes, Jack guided us to the used game trader store where he carried me while the three of us discussed a collection of five older games for me to play. Since I was restricted from using network enabled devices I had to stick with games for the older PlayStation series of game machines, namely the PlayStation and the PlayStation 2.

Vivian was fairly quick to make it clear that she didn't want me to play anything of the shooter genre, though I Jack and I did get her to relent in the case of one shooter, Area 51 for the PS2. The rest of the games we selected were heavy on story telling and character development.

After that we stopped at the Toys R Us and almost as soon as we got into the aisle that contained the plush animals I stopped and closed my eyes as another unpleasant memory came to the surface. The memory was from just after I turned six, a few weeks before mom left. Dad had, in his rather grumpy wisdom, decided that I was too old to have any stuffed animals and had thrown my Stripes in the garbage. I remembered crying myself to sleep since I'd had Stripes since before I could remember. He'd been worn our, almost falling apart, on the verge of losing all of his stuffing, but I hadn't cared.

"Daren, are you okay?" Vivian's voice interrupted my unpleasant trip into my own memories and I looked up at her.

"Yeah, I will be, just seeing that plushy white tiger up there," I pointed to a large white tiger plush on the shelf that looked almost identical to my current fur colour and pattern, "Reminded me of a stuffy I had a kid. When I was six my father decided I was too old for it and tossed it in the garbage."

She nodded before Jack reached up and picked it off the shelf before softly pressing it into my hands. "Every child needs one of these things, and no parent should ever throw it away." He commented softly before gently ruffling my ears softly. "Now what toy would you like?"

I looked down at the stuffy in my arms and hugged it before looking up to Jack. "Uh this doesn't count daddy?"

He shook his head, "Daren I think of this as replacing something that should never have been thrown out in the first place." He said before guiding gently taking my free hand in his and encouraging me to walk with him to the next aisle where I would find myself another toy.

The other toy was something that had less meaning for me than getting a new Stripes did but regardless I knew that I would treasure both of them for years to come.

*Story is based in Canada where Toys R Us is still a going concern*