Although Beatrice had told her that Snow was mostly left to roam outside and sometimes disappeared for days on end, Caitlin never expected the big cat to actually find her way to their house.
Fortune laughed, "No wonder she's been lounging on our porch and refusing to leave! She must have followed the scent all the way here—this cat is too clever. But you know what's really strange? When Keeley and I tried to pick her up just now, she wouldn't let either of us hold her. Yet in your arms, she's as docile as a stuffed animal!"
Caitlin grinned. "That's just how Snow is—she's a little wary of strangers."
"I see," Fortune nodded. "Catie, I sliced up some watermelon and put it in the fridge. Don't forget to have some later."
"Thanks, Grandpa!"
Caitlin absolutely adored this chubby cat. Hugging Snow as she walked into the kitchen, she cooed, "Well, since you're already here, you can sleep with me tonight! You can go home tomorrow, all right?"
"Meow meow!"
Yeah! The kitty was thrilled!
Meanwhile—
Gareth and Victor were sitting at a roadside grill, sharing a late dinner.
After Victor hung up his call, Gareth looked over, curiosity piqued. "So, what did Miss Kensington say?"
Victor picked up a skewer and replied, "Miss Kensington said we don't need backup."
Gareth was surprised. "She's that confident?"
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