Adventure Cat by Mollie Hunt

Author:Mollie Hunt [Hunt, Mollie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9798544984320
Google: cYz3zgEACAAJ
Amazon: B09J7KRXRS
Publisher: Indie
Published: 2021-10-10T22:00:00+00:00

FROM THE BAKERY, I went straight home. After unpacking my groceries and tidying up the kitchen, I settled down for a play session with the cats. They have plenty of interactive toys with which to occupy their time, from fancy battery-operated mouse chasers to a funky wine cork that hung from the doorframe by a string, but as famous cat behaviorist Jackson Galaxy says, none of those can replace one-on-one playtime with their cohabitor.

I chose a teaser wand with feathers and a bell, casting it across the living room to see who I might catch. Dirty Harry was the first up, materializing from out of nowhere to run and jump like a kitten. When Harry began to tire, Little and Red took over, and then Emilio. Mab was late on the scene, but as the youngest of the clowder, made up for lost time with amazing sprints and leaps. Tinkerbelle and Violet were content to watch from the couch, and Elizabeth played solemnly by herself with her favorite treat ball, batting and falling, batting and falling. Once over on her side, she would eat the treat, so all was good.

Finally we were played out and went our separate ways. All that flipping of the wand had set my shoulder to hurting again, so I made a cup of tea, took a painkiller, and lay down on the couch. I was just beginning to drift off when I heard someone at my back door.

“Anybody home?”

It was a rhetorical question since the door was standing wide open, but I answered anyway. “Hi, Patty, come on in.”

My neighbor let herself through the screen door, closed it, and stopped dead.

“You’re not ready!” she exclaimed. That was an understatement since I was lying down with a lavender bag over my eyes and Tinkerbelle ensconced on my abdomen. “Lynley, what’s wrong?”

I pulled the lavender off my face and sat up, much to Tinkerbelle’s disgust. Donning my glasses and taking a sip of lukewarm tea, I said, “Shoulder ache,” as if that explained the mysteries of the universe.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” Patty said as she came to sit in the easy chair. “Is there anything I can do? Something I can get you?”

“No, actually it’s pretty much gone now. I took a pill. That’s why I was lying down. But I don’t think I can make it to the adventure cat meetup.”

I was lying. Granted my shoulder had been throbbing, but the pain had diminished some time ago. Fact was, I was worried about Datura and the possibility she would be there. I didn’t know what it was about her—she seemed friendly enough, and she had exhibited a good, working knowledge of cats—but something felt off. Maybe I couldn’t shake that first impression of her and her henchman dragging Carry down the street. Maybe it was because I knew she had lied about the sketchbook—what else might she be lying about? Or was it something more furtive and internal? She held an aura of mystery, epitomized by the

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