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He paused, his long fingers buried in dark fluff. “You are kidding.”
“Nope. He had been covered with sugar and tar by some neighbour kids, and he was rock solid. So, we had to shave him, and now, he’s good. He loves his fur and cleans himself to a pristine finish.”
He was grim. “Did they ever catch who did that to him?”
“Yeah. The little buggers were beaten and left with broken arms. Very sad.” She shrugged. “No one caught the person who did that to them. Very sad.” She stroked Achilles’ good ear.
Thera asked, “Why cats? Why not dogs?”
“Cats are independent but soft, something that can be abandoned or overlooked without a thought, and yet, life is so much better when they like you.”
Thera chuckled. “That’s what I keep telling my uncle about getting a girlfriend.”
“I am sure that his other grandmother has someone in mind for him. He’ll have an aunt for you in no time.”
Thera snorted. “Some stuck-up twit. Lady Fen has certain ideas of what she considers to be acceptable.”
Thanatos frowned. “I didn’t know that you knew about that. Did your mother tell you?”
Thera smiled. “Of course, she did. She needed to warn me in case I can’t spend as much time with you after that.”
“She was bracing you. Good idea.” Renner smiled. “Smart lady.”
“I spend a bunch of time with Uncle Than.” Thera smiled.
Ursa purred, and Rigor was fast asleep with Thanatos’s hand on him. Renner smiled. “I can put both of them on hold for a day if you like.”
Thera blinked. “You can?”
“Sure. If you are interested, I can do that for a day. Not longer, but until noon tomorrow.”
Thanatos smiled. “Do you have those books so we can run around and get what they need?”
“I do. I also have cat-specific lists of what they like to eat and their favourite pillows.”
Thera grinned. “Cool. How much?”
“Fifty dollars each and then whatever you want to donate to the shelter.” She got up and printed the personality sheets that went with the cats.
Keelie grinned. “Have an adoption?”
“Possible two. First cats to climb into their laps.”
“Those fuzzy bastards know what they are doing,” Keelie smirked and got two adoption books.
“They do. It’s Ursa and Rigor. So, I am giving them twenty-four hours and keeping those two on lockdown. Maybe we should put them in for bedtime.”
“Try the reserved collars, and I swear I will keep the part-timers in the loop.” The white collars were retrieved from under the counter and activated. They would sound an alarm if anyone tried to leave the building with the cats.
She got a set of claw trimmers and tucked them in her pocket.
Keelie smiled. “It is always good to see a match.”
Renner folded the personality sheets up. “It is.”
“And the uncle is pretty hot.”
“Yup. He has other romantic obligations. This is probably the only time we see him unless Rigor chews through something.”
