Anne Hazel looked around the room. It would work. She turned back towards
the other women. "I'll take it, it's perfect."
"Of course. Well, here's the key. Rent is due the 15th of each month." The women replied, and then left.
"Well, time to get to work. Myshka, come on out." Anne said, and a black cat with emerald green eyes climbed out of Anne's bag.
"What do you think Myshka? Will it work? There's the kitchen, dinning room, and living room area to the left of the front door, and the bedroom on the right, the bathroom is through that door. Anne said from the doorway of the bedroom, pointing to a door next to the closet.
"It'll do"
"Thanks for your enthusiasm Myshka." Anne said sarcastically.
"Hey, give me a break. I grew up in the open prairie for pete's sake." Myshka said jumping up on the sink.
"Give me a break, that was in the 1880's. Get over it cat." Anne said, "So, what do you say we move everything in??"
"Yeah, whatever." The cat said with a yawn.
"Fine, but don't blame me when you cant find your house or litter box." Anne said walking out of the room.
"Anne! Anne you wouldn't." Myshka called, when he got no answer she jumped off the counter and ran to the front room. "Anne!"
"What?" Anne asked as she looked at the cupboard, as she turned to face Myshka, dishes started appearing in the cupboard.
"You really don't want to do that do you? It would be so wrong, where will I sleep?"
"I don't know, the bathroom sink." Anne said with a grin.
"That's not funny." Myshka whinned. "My fur will get wet and icky."
"Grow up Myshka." Anne told her as she turned towards the cupboard again, and smiled when she saw all the dishes were there. "I'll give you your house and box. Besides, like I really want cat fur in my sink." Anne said with a grin.
"HA. Ha. You know you can do this sooooo much faster." Myshka said with a smirk."
"True," Anne replied then snapped her fingers and the room was filled with furniture. "Happy?"
"Not quite." Myshka replied, from where he hung upside down on the ceiling fan.
"Oh, poor baby." Anne said with a smirk and helped the cat down. Myshka immediately jumped up on the couch.
"So what's for dinner?"
"Spoiled cat." Anne said sitting next to her.
"Of course. Then again, what would you do without me?"
"Don't know. Be lonely most of the time." Anne said with a sigh
"True, but don't think about it. You have Charles and I. And the others of course." Myshka said crawling onto Anne's lap. "You even have that stupid dog."
"Sasha isn't stupid Myshka. And I know what you're trying to do." Anne said as she began to stroke the Myshka's back. "But, I still miss them. Sometimes I wonder if they'll even recognize me anymore. And it's only been six months" Anne sighed. "Oh well. I'll never see them again anyways. But, enough of this, let's eat." Anne said and Myshka jumped down. "What would you like?" Anne asked as they walked into the kitchen.
"Of course. Well, here's the key. Rent is due the 15th of each month." The women replied, and then left.
"Well, time to get to work. Myshka, come on out." Anne said, and a black cat with emerald green eyes climbed out of Anne's bag.
"What do you think Myshka? Will it work? There's the kitchen, dinning room, and living room area to the left of the front door, and the bedroom on the right, the bathroom is through that door. Anne said from the doorway of the bedroom, pointing to a door next to the closet.
"It'll do"
"Thanks for your enthusiasm Myshka." Anne said sarcastically.
"Hey, give me a break. I grew up in the open prairie for pete's sake." Myshka said jumping up on the sink.
"Give me a break, that was in the 1880's. Get over it cat." Anne said, "So, what do you say we move everything in??"
"Yeah, whatever." The cat said with a yawn.
"Fine, but don't blame me when you cant find your house or litter box." Anne said walking out of the room.
"Anne! Anne you wouldn't." Myshka called, when he got no answer she jumped off the counter and ran to the front room. "Anne!"
"What?" Anne asked as she looked at the cupboard, as she turned to face Myshka, dishes started appearing in the cupboard.
"You really don't want to do that do you? It would be so wrong, where will I sleep?"
"I don't know, the bathroom sink." Anne said with a grin.
"That's not funny." Myshka whinned. "My fur will get wet and icky."
"Grow up Myshka." Anne told her as she turned towards the cupboard again, and smiled when she saw all the dishes were there. "I'll give you your house and box. Besides, like I really want cat fur in my sink." Anne said with a grin.
"HA. Ha. You know you can do this sooooo much faster." Myshka said with a smirk."
"True," Anne replied then snapped her fingers and the room was filled with furniture. "Happy?"
"Not quite." Myshka replied, from where he hung upside down on the ceiling fan.
"Oh, poor baby." Anne said with a smirk and helped the cat down. Myshka immediately jumped up on the couch.
"So what's for dinner?"
"Spoiled cat." Anne said sitting next to her.
"Of course. Then again, what would you do without me?"
"Don't know. Be lonely most of the time." Anne said with a sigh
"True, but don't think about it. You have Charles and I. And the others of course." Myshka said crawling onto Anne's lap. "You even have that stupid dog."
"Sasha isn't stupid Myshka. And I know what you're trying to do." Anne said as she began to stroke the Myshka's back. "But, I still miss them. Sometimes I wonder if they'll even recognize me anymore. And it's only been six months" Anne sighed. "Oh well. I'll never see them again anyways. But, enough of this, let's eat." Anne said and Myshka jumped down. "What would you like?" Anne asked as they walked into the kitchen.