Lazy Susan walked outside the diner, humming a cheerful tune to herself. Her ragged white tale flicked behind her, the long fluff bouncing about. "OH! WHATS THIS?" She bent over, curious, to eximine the strange print on the ground.

"HOW ODD." She stared for a minute more, then shrugged and continued on her way home. What she didn't know was she was being watched.

Detective Cipher's log, Day 3. I've been observing the comunity for some time now, looking for evidence of the alledged beastiality. Instead, there seem to be animal-human hybrids, strange indeed. I plan on making contact soon. Wish me luck.