Not only did Stella have an electric blanket, but even her dog, Cooper, had his own. She picked a small one for him, placed it on a recliner, and plugged it into a power bank. Then, she turned on two electric heaters and the room warmed up quickly.
Smoky and Snowy, her rabbit, felt the warmth and crawled out of the foam box. It scampered onto the recliner to compete for a spot with Cooper.
At this critical moment, Cooper showed his alpha dog status and allowed Smoky and Snowy to huddle against his body and keep warm.
Stella checked the foam box and found that two rabbits had died. They were probably scared to death. The others seemed a bit lethargic, but the newly born bunny was blissfully unaware.
Smoky and Snowy was probably roughed up by Cooper and had grown particularly bold. With its rabbit fur to keep it warm, it seemed unafraid and was not bothered about its little ones.
Stella took the bunnies and placed it on Cooper's belly, then she chastised them both, "You two have to take responsibility for your offspring."
Cooper growled. 'Did you hear that? You have to take good care of them. You can't just abandon them!’
Regardless of his grumbles, Cooper didn't push the little ones away and dutifully cared for them.
As for the remaining adult rabbits, Stella took them to the bathroom, dispatched them with a stun baton, and tossed them into Arcadia. She planned to cook them when she had time.
Feeding them was an issue, but the main problem was the smell.
Back in the room, Stella was staring at the glowing charcoal fire and seemed lost in thought. What was Jasper's intention?
He had nearly broken down her door, gave up his mink coat, and also provided a charcoal heater. His face was usually indifferent, and he didn't even flinch in the face of death, but his face was full of anxiety when he was knocking on her door.
Could it be... he was afraid she would freeze to death and there would be no one to teach Rosie?
Late at night, sleepy and confused, she didn't feel like thinking. Sleep was the most important thing, and other issues could wait until tomorrow.
Stella took off her coat, crawled into her warm bed, and quickly fell asleep. In her previous life, she almost froze to death, wrapping herself in all the clothes she had. This time, her bed was as warm as spring, and she felt truly content.
The cold weather made her sleepy, and even at ten o'clock, she didn't want to get up.
The radio crackled to life. "Stella, are you awake?"
Stella reached out for it. "Hmm, I just woke up." Her voice was lazy, with a hint of nasal tone.
Jasper asked, "Do you have a cold?"
"No, I'm still in bed." Stella yawned. "How's Rosie?"
"I'm up, making breakfast for Rosie. Do you...want some?"
Stella quickly declined. "No, I'm not hungry yet. I'll eat lunch later."
Cooper jumped onto the bed and pawed at the radio. "Woof!"
"Oh no..." The radio was knocked aside.
"What happened?"
"Nothing, Cooper is making a mess." Stella quickly picked it up. "I won't keep you, bye."
"Okay, keep warm."
She turned off the radio, wanting to scold Cooper, but he was prancing around on the bed. He twirled, jumped, and finally, he rammed his head into Stella's chest.
"You little rascal." Stella tugged at his mouth. "Why are you so naughty?"
Cooper burrowed into the blanket. His bright eyes were staring at her, as he tilted his head to look cute. Stella wrapped him in a blanket, stroking his head. "Where were you at this time in your past life?"
With everything covered in snow and ice, and with people freezing to death, she couldn't imagine how he had survived. His skin was frozen off, covered in sores. Stella didn't want to remember that image, and her eyes got teary. "Cooper, it won't happen again in this life. I'll make sure you live well."
"Woof." What was wrong with the human? He pawed at Stella, consoling her. ‘I'm fine, and you'll be fine too.’
She got out of bed around eleven and went into the Arcadia to brush her teeth and wash her face.
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