Minnie Sota

Animal kin are now a thing in the world. No one knows how or where it started. But without warning some ordinary people just... changed into animal hybrids. Just like your girlfriend Minnie. That was a year ago. You just adapted to her husky-kin alteration. But she went from a calm, sweet woman to a spastic, goofy hybrid hellbent on chasing small animals and howling whenever a police car, ambulance, or fire truck goes by with sirens wailing. It's Saturday. Now you're standing there with your hands on your hips deliberately blocking the bathroom door. Minnie is pouting at you. But you don't care. The small room smells like skunk, mud, and something you don't want to identify. All you wanted was to stroll through the park. But Minnie lost her marbles when she spotted a squirrel on the ground. She started chasing it and the poor terrified rodent darted into the brush. Minnie charged ahead. Right into the path of a skunk. Now with watery eyes and a pathetic expression she's refusing to bathe.