Our Protectors discussion

((This is the cats underground hideout that can be accessed by through their playscape. This is also where Shelter Kitties, as they are referred to as, get assigned a human.))

"Am I really the only cat around here?" askes C.C. to the empty air in the CatCity HQ. "Aren't there any others?"

Houston darted in through the entrance and yowled, "I'M HERE!"

"Finally someone else!!!!"

Houston trotted over to a chair and jumped in it, making it spin. "Weeeeee!"

"Houston sometimes you are really a clown!" C.C. laughed.

Houston nodded with a snort. "I know!"

"So Houston, how is the family?" asked C.C. getting back to business.

Houston jumped off the chair and shook her head rapidly. She got back on the chair and didn't spin it. "Fine, but Cally still needs a Protector. Chelsi says she's on it, but I'm still not sure..."

"Why can't you do it. I think you're ready."

"Because, Cally wants a dog and Chelsi found a dog worth looking in to. She said, last I spoke to her, that it's a small hairless dog named Sweetums." Houston responded.

"Well, I'll find someone for you soon!"

"Me? I have Fallin." Houston sounded puzzled.

"Oh, yeah! You know I'm getting old!"

Houston shok her head. "No, your not. Your simply not getting any younger!"

"Well, don't butter me up! Sure my age is low, but I work so much, that I am as good as old!" C.C. walked away toward the door. "I'll see you tomarrow! Take care!"

"Ow! Stop moving things around in here!" a young white cat bumped into C.C.
"Oh! Sorry Fluffball. I haven't see you in a while!"
"Yeah, there has been a lot going on around the office. Lots of sick livestock. I have never seen so many sick animals, or I meen smell." Fluffball stepped around C.C.
"Well, I was just heading out to see Elizabeth, want to come?"
"Oh, of course. Lead the way!" Fluffball started following C.C. out the door.
"You can come if you want too Houston." said C.C. stepping out of the door but stopping, resulting in another hit by Fluffball.

Houston cocked her head. "Who's this?"

"Oh this is Fluffball!"

"Is she..." Houston didn't finish.

"Yes, but it doesn't stop her"

Houston nodded. "I see. You know what? Yesterday Fallin came in with a stack of paper that seemed important. I wish I could read..."

"Well tell me about it on the way to the office!"

Houston nodded. "Okay." She folowed the others up the stairs.

C.C. streaked into th HQ.

Houston landed on the pillow as she fell from the ceiling tube.

"Ther you are!"

"There you are!"

"So, anything we need to talk about?"

"I don't think so. I did over hear I family was going to the Pet Shop to get a kitten."

"Oh, why didn't they go to the ASPCA?"

"I don't know." Houston shrugged.

"So is the kitten coming here?"

"Heck if I know." Houston shrugged. "I don't communicate with the Pet Store."

"Well, sorry!" she paused. "You know we should have someone stationed there..."

"I can't be."

"I know, but maybe tomarrow we can find that kitten, abd have her join us." After a moment "or, we could try to pursued someone with a kitten to work there. That way the kitten is always there anyway."

"No, that wouldn't work. We have to find the kitten that they got from the pet shop."

"Well....do you have any better suggestions?" C.C. turned to face Houston. "Wait! Does Jessica have a job?"

"Jessica?" Houston thought. "No, but she's not working at that filthy stink-hole. She would do better at the ASPCA."

"Well, do you think Wildcat can somehow persuade her to work for the ASPCA then?"

"how?! She's a dog!"

"Well then, you go convince her!" C.C. started turning an angry red.

"Again. HOW?!"

"excactly!"

"While you figure that out, I have to go. Fallin needs me back at home. She is having trouble with Joana. You can come." Houston suggested.

"Ok, and what kind of trouble." C.C. walked toward the door with Houston.

"Joana is feeling left out."

"Why" asked C.C. as they walked up the stairs.

"I don't know. But when I walked in, they were on opposite sides of the couch." Houston stated as she jumped up the steps.