Angoras Imp

Angora eyes the little imp at first with disgust, but the most she watches it the more her little heart begins to melt. Her first reaction when hutch suggested she get a pet was to out right reject the idea, she was a busy woman and had better things to do than to look after some pet. But he began to bring it up almost everytime they were in the same area. 

 

"I agreed to come here and see the Imps with no intention of getting one..." She told him, grabbing the little one that had caught her attention and snuggling it close. "But THIS one...." She said turning around to face Hutch. "Will live in the lap of luxury by my side. Tell me everything to know about my little baby~" She cooed looking at the Imp in her arms. "Yes! Mommy is going to buy you a diamond collar and you will eat nothing but the best of foods and sleep in a nice comfy bed every night. You will have all the little toys your little heart desires and more!" She promises the little Imp.

 

"A-Angora, I'm not sure you should spoil it too much." Hutch tells her. "It might make training hard and they could develop aggression or some bad habits that could be unfavorable to you." He warns turning to pull out a little pamphlet that would explain more. "You should feed it this food here to give it all the nutrients that it needs to be healthy and live a long life..." He begins pointing at the picture. "And these are some of the best treats I've found to train them with. Imps respond REALLY well to these too. But, only as treats for training. Anything more and they could get fat and have trouble getting around. And you may want to take them for daily walks to get their exercise in. A little stroll around the casino should suffice!" He explains to her as she looks down at the piece of folded paper he is holding. 

 

"To they have to walk or could they fly? That would still count as exercise right? And do they...Need a litter box or do I need to hire someone to walk around with little baggies to pick up their waste?" She asked, running her fingers over the imps little head. "How often do I feed them and how much water should they be intaking? How do I know if they aren't feeling well? What are some signs I should be aware of?" 

 

Hutch smiles gently and begins to answer all of her questions and tells her all she needs to know, happy that she finally gave in and got an Imp.