Q & A #29
by Colleen Hillerup
Dawn carefully opened the front door to the Revello Drive house, trying not to make a sound. She gently pushed it shut again, and turned towards the hallway, keeping her footsteps light. She almost tripped over her niece.
"Hi, Auntie Dawn," Meredith said brightly.
"Hi, Sweetie," she whispered. "Shh."
"Okay," the little girl whispered back. She pointed at the bulge under her aunt's jacket. "What's that?"
"Come up to my room and I'll show you." She ran up the stairs, the little girl hurrying after.
Dawn closed her bedroom door behind them. "Where's Buffy?"
"In the basement. With her weights. Daddy's sleeping. Are we being sneaky, Auntie Dawn?"
"Yeah. I guess we're being sneaky."
"What's in your coat?" To the child's delight, the bulge in the jacket moved. "Oh, you've got a baby."
"Not exactly, silly." Dawn undid her buttons, and a furry, tiny head popped out. "It's a kitten."
"Ooooh, oh, can I see? Can I hold it? Please, Auntie Dawn?" She jumped up on the bed, and Dawn took the grey and black stripped tabby from it's hiding place and sat it in Meredith's lap. The little girl squealed as the kitten used its tiny, sharp claws to climb up her chest. "It's so cute. Is it mine?"
"It's ours. Maybe. If Buffy lets us keep it." She took the kitten from the child and held the squirming, warm little body. "One of my friends at school had a litter, and this is one of them. I couldn't resist him." She looked in his furry face. "I know Buffy thinks we can't handle pets, but maybe if we gang up on her, she'll let us try."
"Daddy will let us keep him."
"Yep, we should work on Spike, too. That's your job. Then he can work on your mom." She sat the kitten on her bed, and the two girls watched it try to walk over the bedspread between them. Dawn rubbed the little cat's head, and it purred.
"What's his name?" the child asked.
"Gee, I don't know. I didn't ask. Why don't you name him? Got something in mind?"
Meredith nodded her head enthusiastically. "Let's call him Puppy."
by Colleen Hillerup
Dawn carefully opened the front door to the Revello Drive house, trying not to make a sound. She gently pushed it shut again, and turned towards the hallway, keeping her footsteps light. She almost tripped over her niece.
"Hi, Auntie Dawn," Meredith said brightly.
"Hi, Sweetie," she whispered. "Shh."
"Okay," the little girl whispered back. She pointed at the bulge under her aunt's jacket. "What's that?"
"Come up to my room and I'll show you." She ran up the stairs, the little girl hurrying after.
Dawn closed her bedroom door behind them. "Where's Buffy?"
"In the basement. With her weights. Daddy's sleeping. Are we being sneaky, Auntie Dawn?"
"Yeah. I guess we're being sneaky."
"What's in your coat?" To the child's delight, the bulge in the jacket moved. "Oh, you've got a baby."
"Not exactly, silly." Dawn undid her buttons, and a furry, tiny head popped out. "It's a kitten."
"Ooooh, oh, can I see? Can I hold it? Please, Auntie Dawn?" She jumped up on the bed, and Dawn took the grey and black stripped tabby from it's hiding place and sat it in Meredith's lap. The little girl squealed as the kitten used its tiny, sharp claws to climb up her chest. "It's so cute. Is it mine?"
"It's ours. Maybe. If Buffy lets us keep it." She took the kitten from the child and held the squirming, warm little body. "One of my friends at school had a litter, and this is one of them. I couldn't resist him." She looked in his furry face. "I know Buffy thinks we can't handle pets, but maybe if we gang up on her, she'll let us try."
"Daddy will let us keep him."
"Yep, we should work on Spike, too. That's your job. Then he can work on your mom." She sat the kitten on her bed, and the two girls watched it try to walk over the bedspread between them. Dawn rubbed the little cat's head, and it purred.
"What's his name?" the child asked.
"Gee, I don't know. I didn't ask. Why don't you name him? Got something in mind?"
Meredith nodded her head enthusiastically. "Let's call him Puppy."