Ever since I got bitten by a stray dog with a weirdly large tail, I've been… changing. Fluffy ears. A fluffy tail. I was still struggling to process this new reality when my ex-boyfriend, whom I had just gotten back together with, caught me in the act. He was shocked. Then he was terrified. Then… delighted? To my utter disbelief, he popped out his own tail and shyly asked me to pet it. Excuse me? What is even happening right now? 1 I woke up in the middle of the night crying. I couldn't help but run to the mirror. There they were again—fuzzy ears sticking out of my head and a fiery red tail tipped with white sprouting from my lower back. Based on years of watching National Geographic, I’m pretty sure I’m turning into a fox. I couldn't accept it. I just kept crying. Although, I have to admit, the tail felt incredibly soft… Okay, maybe I can accept it a little bit. How did this happen? A few days ago, I got bitten by a dog. It came out of nowhere. Chomp. And now I’m turning into a freak show. The only silver lining is that the ears and tail only pop out late at night. I live alone, so no one sees me. Wait. I suddenly remembered my ex-boyfriend, William, whom I just reconciled with. I can't… live alone forever, right? 2 The next morning, I got a call from William. "Today is day seven. Time for your third rabies shot. I’m waiting downstairs. Don't rush, take your time." I met William at the hospital where he works. One day, I wasn't watching where I was going, tripped, and busted my head open. He was the one who stitched me up. He’s handsome—hazel eyes that look like they hold the stars. And he was so gentle when he treated me. I fell for him instantly. So, I staked out the hospital entrance until his shift ended and asked for his number. After chatting (mostly me) for six months, I asked him out. And just like that, we were together. Looking back on our year together, I suspect he only said yes because he was too polite to say no. I initiated everything—holding hands, hugs, kisses, dates. When I suggested breaking up, I was hoping he’d fight for me. Instead, he didn't even reply. We just defaulted to "broken up." Then came the dog bite. I went to the ER, and there he was again, treating my wound. One thing led to another, and we rekindled things. Part of it was because he suddenly seemed like a different person—so proactive. But mostly, it was because I still liked him. I wasn't ready to let go. I threw on some clothes and ran downstairs. He was standing in the sunlight, looking radiant. The sun was bright. I squinted, and for a split second, I swear I saw a white tail behind him. It was huge—two or three times the size of mine. A tail that big must be amazing to pet, right? Probably great for cuddling, too. "What's wrong? Why are you spacing out? Look at you, you rushed so much you still have toothpaste on your lip." Suddenly he was right in front of me, smiling, his thumb gently wiping the corner of my mouth. "I think I'm hallucinating…" I mumbled, pulling a tissue from my bag to wipe the toothpaste off his finger. He pouted slightly, looking exasperated. "Did you stay up late watching dramas after saying goodnight?" "Ugh, no, no…" If I told him I was turning into a half-fox creature, would he freak out? 3 I don't know if being half-fox heightened my pain sensitivity or if getting back together with him made me soft, but this third shot hurt like hell. It hurt so bad I thought my ears and tail were going to pop out right there in the clinic. Thankfully, William rubbed the back of my clenched fist with his finger, distracting me. After the shot, he naturally took my hand. "Come with me to grab my meal card from the office. We'll eat in the cafeteria." "Huh? You haven't eaten breakfast? You usually…" He’s not like me. He’s disciplined. He never eats breakfast past 8 AM or sleeps in. It was almost 9 now. He tapped my forehead with his other hand. "That was then. From now on, I’m eating breakfast with you." I must be dreaming. Did those words just come out of his mouth? I pressed the back of my hand to my burning cheeks. It was my first time in the staff cafeteria. It was cheap and had tons of options. While I was deciding what to eat, a colleague walked by. "William? Aren't you off today? What are you doing here?" "My girlfriend needed her third rabies shot, so I came in." It was another young doctor. I smiled politely at him. The doctor gave a very deliberate "Oh~," patted William’s shoulder, and dropped a bomb: "Dr. Yu is going to be heartbroken." Who is Dr. Yu? Do I have a rival already? William squeezed my hand. "Ignore him, he talks nonsense. Let’s sit here. I'll get the food. Don't tell me what you want—you have dietary restrictions right now. No spicy, no greasy. Trust me." He rattled off the orders so fast I just nodded dumbly. 4 After eating, he walked me around to help digest, but I was incredibly sleepy. I could barely keep my eyes open. My head throbbed, and my spine ached in waves. After a few steps, I was clinging to his arm, whining. He put a hand on my forehead. "A fever already?" Fever? Do rabies shots cause fevers? I guess so… My consciousness started to blur. I vaguely saw two ears pop out of the top of William's head. I reached out to grab them, but my hand grasped nothing but air. Maybe seeing those phantom ears triggered a weird dream. I dreamt that William turned into a half-fox like me. He wrapped me in his giant white tail, the tip tickling my forehead. He whispered, "Qing, I'm sorry you had to suffer…" I hugged his tail, burying my face in the fur. "William… so you turned into a fox too…" He kissed my forehead gently. "I always was." He always was?! I bolted upright in bed, waking with a start. In my hand, I was clutching a small tuft of white fur.
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