Not a Werewolf by Madeline Kirby

Author:Madeline Kirby
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: humorous mystery, comic mystery, first person, shifter, cat, squirrel, dog, houston, woodland heights, psychic, empath, werecat, detective, student, gay romance
Publisher: Madeline Kirby
Published: 2015-12-12T16:00:00+00:00

Perez Has a Soft Spot

Tuesday morning Don and I were back at Ground Up. And Bridger, of course. Bridger stuck his head out of the sling and looked around the shop, but seemed content to stay put. His eyes were turning a golden color that reminded me of the lady cat Boo had brought with him the other day.

Somehow we managed to drink our coffee and eat our pastries without encountering anyone, other than Harry, of course, but he was too busy to talk.

“I want to go over to the pet store and buy a leash and harness for Bridger. Do you want to come?”

“Sure, why not. I’ll look at the birds or something.”

We walked again, enjoying the cool weather while it lasted. Don headed off to look for a harness and I tried to get the grumpy parrot in the bird section to talk to me. I tried getting my mind to relax, like the time I had “known” Raymond’s name. I’d heard parrots were intelligent, so I thought maybe I’d get some useful information. Mostly he was sad because he was stuck in a cage. I didn’t blame him for not wanting to talk, and moved on.

I caught up with Don as he was heading for the aisle with cat treats. We turned the corner and there – holding a bag of treats and reading the ingredients with a scowl on her face – was Detective Perez. She looked up as we approached, and at least her scowl didn’t get any worse.

“Um, hi, Detective Perez,” I said, trying a little wave.

“Mr. Hillebrand. And Mr...?”

“Olson. Don Olson. Do you have a cat, Detective Perez?”

She looked down at the bag in her hand, then put it back on the shelf. “No, not... not at the moment.”

“Oh. Well, I just got one. Maybe you could recommend a good brand of cat treats?”

She looked back at the shelf. “I don’t know. They’re all full of preservatives and chemicals. These aren’t bad, I guess.” She took a bag down and looked at it. “Yeah, these I think.” She handed the bag to Don.

“Thanks. He’s still pretty young, you think these’ll be okay? Hey, you want to meet him? Here.” He reached into the cat sling and pulled out Bridger, who blinked at the detective with his almost-golden eyes.

Detective Perez looked almost sweet as she cooed over the kitten. “He’s yours?” She asked Don, which struck me as an odd question, but didn’t faze Don.

“Yeah. I’ve only had him for a week. We – well, Jake, really – found him.”

She looked at me. “You didn’t want him?” she asked. Wow, judgy much? Was she going to give me the stink eye because I didn’t adopt Bridger myself?

“Bridger is Don’s. That was obvious from the very beginning. They belong together.”

She squinted at me with her light brown eyes, then turned back to Don. “Can I hold him?”

“Sure! He loves meeting new people.”

Watching Detective Perez cuddle Bridger in the aisle of the pet superstore had to be one of the most surreal experiences of my life, and that included the last week.

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