They ran them
through in groups of five or six, nervous little creatures that skittered into
the holding pen, and then bolted out as soon as the auctioneer hollered,
“Sold!” and the gate was opened.
She watched,
not interested, until…
A group
skittered in, but one stayed hunched over instead of pacing back and forth.
Looking closely, she saw them, the tiny feet underneath the furry body. This
one had babies, and they were expecting her to keep up with the rest. The
mother’s eyes rolled with fear and before she knew it, her hand was in the air.
“Sold!”
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