James
Hello, I have returned! Mwah, mwah! Dahhhhlings! Yay!
(Seriously, I am sorry that I was gone)
James (two ½ gen pre-kittens, so Deut is about 15 human years)
James:
"Good job. Good job." Deut nodded, inspecting the den that James had put together. He had put a sign up saying 'SupEr SeCREt KiT DEn'. James was adorable, and only about 3 weeks old. In the incredible heat, James was very likely to run off. People had eyes on James, all the time. He needed watched.
"James, James sweetie! I have some hot mouse cakes! Yummy yummy, in your tummy! " That was James' mum. She was nice too. Deut felt like everyone was nice. Perhaps this would be the 'good old days' of which everyone would speak. "James?! JAMES?! James, honey?! Jamie! Mummy's worried now!" Deut span around and bumped into James' mum. "Deuteronomy, have you seen James?" Worry was etched onto her face. "No, I'm afraid I haven't seen him for several minutes. Have you lost him?" She nodded. She ran off.
Deuteronomy lay on his tyre. He was thinking. Etcetera and Electra were playing outside in the sweltering heat, so much like the day James had gone. An old, faded board fell from an empty den. It spooked Etcetera and Electra, who ran off. Deut saw the faded words 'SupEr SeCRet KiT DEn' on the board. He smiled inwardly. They had added James' name to 'The Naming Of Cats' in his memory.
They never did find him.
