The kangaroo lady was speaking the truth, not even a full day has passed before a family wind up taking an interest you you.
They are likely only in thirties, though it's hard to tell. Both of them are covered in dark gray fur, have paw-like hands and feet, wolf ears and a tail. Neither one is wearing clothing, apparently not having modesty in their hybrid form if at all.
You can't remember to much of what happened and why they chose you, you spend a lot of time sleeping. However, it seemed that you had been chosen as your new daddy lifted you out of the crib.
"Well then son, it looks like you're apart of the family now." As he spoke, you felt a very faint pain as one of his claws scratched you on the leg. A moment later fur started to grow over your infantile naked body, your face pushed out into a muzzle and your ears moved up the side of your head and shaped into points. Lastly, a small tail pushed its way out from your behind. "Oh your coat looks just like your mom's." He cooed before handing you over to your mommy.
"Welcome to the family." She replied, and held you close to her breast.
"Do you have a name for him yet?" The kangaroo lady asked.
"We have." Your mommy replied. "We'll call him Blackpaw. Because he has one black paw." Your mother pulled lightly on one of your legs, and you were able to see she was in fact telling the truth. You had a foot that was covered entirely in black fur.
You knew that wasn't your real name, but for some reason you couldn't remember anything else, and before you knew it you found yourself accepting the fact.
"Heh the little bugger seems to be interested in our conversation." Your daddy spoke up. "Getting used to your new form? Don't worry, you'll be able to change willingly when you get older."
"As soon as you sign the papers you can take him home." The kangaroo lady spoke.