23. Cat
When he was younger, Shawn had wanted a dog. There was no deep, meaningful reason for it; he was a kid and it was normal to want a pet. It hadn't happened, but he'd always kept the idea in the back of his mind. He'd always assumed that he'd finally get his dog after he moved out.
It wouldn't have been fair. He liked the way he lived, able to pick up and leave with barely a moment's notice. Everything he really needed could be tossed in a duffle bag and strapped to his bike. It wasn't safe to transport an animal on a motorcycle and he just couldn't see himself with a car. He couldn't see himself with a yard or staying in one place long enough to find a good vet or having a stable enough schedule to guarantee a few walks a day...
If he was being honest with himself, a pet would have been too much commitment.
Yes, he had signed the lease for the office, but that was different. There were ways to get out of a lease. Shawn had done it so many times that he'd lost count. But a pet? An actual living, breathing creature that would be depending on him?
No.
No matter how much he might want it, it wasn't a good idea. This was just temporary. He'd get rid of him.
He would.
Shawn pressed his face against Little Boy Cat's side, enjoying the soft warmth of his fur and the soothing vibrations of his purr.
Just as soon as this case was over.
Kristin: A Little Boy Cat for Miss Basset. He might make another appearance before I'm done, but I'm not sure if that's going to pan out yet or not. I'm having another ridiculously busy weekend and a four hour choir rehearsal yesterday completely threw off my schedule, so if you reviewed or PMed me and I haven't responded yet, I haven't forgotten, but I probably won't have another chance to sit down until sometime tonight. Just know that I really appreciate all the kind words and encouragement and will reply to you just as soon as I can.
PeanutTree-I really doubt it went over well. Thanks!
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