The Animorph Pet Shop

You don't know who sent you the package. All you know is, when you awoke in the morning, there it was at your door. Upon bringing the plain brown paper parcel into your house and opening it, you find that it contains a collar and a note. The note reads as follows.

Dear Sir,

You have been selected by means we choose not to reveal to be the recipient of one pet of your choice from the pet shop at the address we have provided. Be advised that the pets we have to offer are of an unusual nature and thus the collar is included. Simply take the collar with you to claim your pet and place the collar around her neck, then she will be yours. Be advised also that this is a once in a lifetime opportunity. Do not miss out or you will regret it for the rest of your life.

Sincerely,

The Staff at Animorph Pet Shop

Naturally, you're dubious, but you're still intrigued. Life has been a little lonely. For one thing, you're not exactly the tall dark and handsome type (more short, scrawny and somewhat cute) and have had some difficulty on the dating front. Maybe it's time you got yourself a pet. No harm in just looking, right?

You head down to the pet-shop (conveniently within walking distance of your home.) It's a very large building you've walked by many times and have yet never noticed before because of the way it blends with the rest of the neighborhood. When you walk in, you see nothing but a small lobby and a lot of doors leading off in various directions. There's a quiet guy in a uniform at the desk and he grins and walks to you.

"Welcome to Animorph Pet Shop," he says, "I see you've got your collar. Any idea of what sort of pet you're looking for?"

"Well," you admit, "I'm not really sure, what do you have here?"

"Well, all the pets here are animal girls..." he starts.

"Excuse me?" you say.

"Animorphic girls," he explains, "a mesh of animal and human female. Naturally, I see you're skeptical, but if you'll allow me to show you a few, you'll see what I mean."

You think a moment, but then shrug. If this is a joke, you're in a mood to play it to the hilt. You've always had a secret furry fetish, anyways. Why not let this play out?

"Okay," you say, "so how do we start?"

"Well one good way," says the clerk, "is to start on environment. Where your new pet would live normally. We have four suites: Domestic/Urban, Forest/Jungle, Swamp/Amphibious, and Large Domestic/Barnyard."

Given these choices, you decide to go with...