Victor and I walked through the door, curious as to what was waiting for us in the front room. Well, what was waiting for Victor. I had just gone with him to keep away from his hormonal mate. In her condition, I've already learned, it's impossible to tell when she'll yell at you or cuddle up next to you. And the two-year-old kit isn't any help, either. He knows little of just how annoying he actually is.
But don't get me wrong. This little family is sweet. And when Victor showed Jenna the bracelet he got her (from Asparagus' human's stall), the entire house was full of happiness for the rest of the day. I grinned as I saw the little family sit together, the two mates trying to show their kit hot to feel the kitten in Jenna's belly as it kicked. It's moments like these that I enjoy most, when the family all gathers together and I get to watch them while dozing in a sunspot. So very different from how I am in the junkyard.
"Ready to go, James?" I blinked lazily up at Victor as the smell of chicken and vegetables filled my nose. I must have drifted off. I glanced down to see the basket in Victor's hands. Oh, it's time to go see the Old Man and Old Deuteronomy. I yawned and stretched out before we made our way over to the old, falling-down house. These visits with my father and the Old Man are always fun.