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[truthin_bones]

-not a scratch post.

[After the thump, it is the first thing recorded into the journal. It's responded by a sharp meow and a hiss, followed by another thump.]

I do not want you on my bedside table eith- put that down! Howie, that is not edible. Brainy Smurf is... [Meeeeeowwwwwhisssss and a gasp from Brennan. Preserving Brainy Smurf (however much she will not admit how much the small toy's presence means to her) is worth a couple of scratches.

By now she's noticed the journal on the floor and has bent down to pick it up. There are a few seconds of silence.]

[To the cat:] I don't know why you've started acting like this. You were... surprisingly agreeable to co-habitat with until recently. [When Brennan started spending more and more time in the Peace Patrol laboratory again.]

As reluctant as I am to ask for it, I know there are a number of pet owners here in the Castle. I... admit, I could use... some assistance at the moment.

Comments

[courageous_wit]

I bought him for my thirteenth birthday. He's quite intelligent.

[truthin_bones]

Has he been with you this whole time?

[courageous_wit]

Yes! He even stayed when I went back to my world for a bit.

[truthin_bones]

Who took care of him then?

[courageous_wit]

There's an animal shelter in the city. They must have taken him in while I was absent.

[truthin_bones]

Ray obtained Howie from a shelter, too.

[There's a fond look at the cat when she mentions him.]