"Ah, hell with it." Mary mutters, getting up. She decides to worry about her weight problem later. For now, though, she contemplates the box once again. It would be a shame, she thinks, to let this go to waste. And at least if she's going to be overweight like this, she should choose an animal that would cover for her well enough so that it seems natural.
"No cow this time," she says aloud, just to punctuate the fact. "But what?"
She's got to come up with something that won't make people wonder why she's so big and not think it too out of the ordinary.