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Pembroke, Kentucky
Soon after Titus got home from work, he decided to go out to the shed to put the ladder away, as he hadn’t taken the time to do it when he’d come down from the roof that morning.
Once he put the ladder back, he went to the barn to see if he could find anything he might use to fix up the place. He spotted a canvas tarp, and when he pulled it back, he was surprised to see an old buggy in need of repairs. He figured with some new wheels, a new windshield, and lots of elbow grease, it would be useable. He pushed the buggy to the middle of the barn. Maybe after the frolic, he’d have time to work on it. Right now, getting the trailer livable was his first priority.
Titus’s stomach growled noisily, reminding him that he hadn’t eaten since noon. “Guess I’d better get in the house and see about fixing some supper.”
He’d just stepped onto the porch when a horse and buggy pulled into the yard. He was surprised to see Suzanne get out and secure her horse to the hitching rail.
“I brought you something,” she called.
Curious to see what it was, Titus joined her beside the buggy. He was even more surprised when she reached into the buggy and lifted out the same calico cat he’d seen at the Yoders’.
“This is for you,” she said, holding the critter out to him.
Titus took a step back. “What makes you think I want a katz?”
“Her name is Callie, and she’ll help keep the mice down.”
He shook his head determinedly. “I told you today, I don’t need a cat. I’m planning to set some traps for the mice.”
“But Callie’s a good mouser, and she’ll keep you company.”
“Don’t need any cat company. I’ve got my horse.”
“But horses don’t catch mice.”
“I appreciate the offer, but I really don’t want a cat.”
Suzanne’s furrowed brows, and the droop of her shoulders, let him know that he’d probably hurt her feelings.
“I appreciate you coming by,” Titus said, hoping to ease the tension. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” He turned and hurried into the house, eager to fix something to eat.
He’d just taken out a loaf of bread and some lunchmeat to make a sandwich when he heard a noise on the porch. He opened the door to step outside, when the calico cat zipped between his legs and darted into the house.
Titus glanced at the hitching rail and saw that Suzanne’s horse and buggy were gone. “That’s just great!” He gritted his teeth. “I told her no, but she left the stupid katz here anyway. Tomorrow morning I’m taking the critter back to Suzanne, and she’d better not try anything like that again.”
C HAPTER 9
W hen Titus stepped out his front door the next morning, he nearly tripped over something furry on the porch. He looked down and groaned. The stupid calico cat was curled into a ball, purring loudly.
Before Titus had gone to bed last night, he hadn’t seen any sign of Callie, so he’d assumed she’d left and hopefully found her way back to the Yoders’.
“Well, you’re going back now.” Titus bent down to pick up the cat, but she opened her eyes, let out a piercing howl, and leaped off the porch like she’d been hit with a bolt of lightning. Titus took after the animal in hot pursuit.
Round and round the yard they went, until Titus was panting for breath. Was it any wonder he didn’t like cats? They were nothing but trouble.
Callie headed for the porch again, and Titus followed, his jaw set with determination.
Crouched in one corner of the porch, the cat’s hair stood on end as she hissed at Titus.
“Kumme
, kitty. Come here to me now.” Titus reached out his hand, and was almost touching the cat, when she swiped the end of his finger with her needle-like claws.
“Yeow!” Titus drew back quickly, and frowned when he saw blood.
The cat continued to hiss as she hunched her back and
Pembroke, Kentucky
Soon after Titus got home from work, he decided to go out to the shed to put the ladder away, as he hadn’t taken the time to do it when he’d come down from the roof that morning.
Once he put the ladder back, he went to the barn to see if he could find anything he might use to fix up the place. He spotted a canvas tarp, and when he pulled it back, he was surprised to see an old buggy in need of repairs. He figured with some new wheels, a new windshield, and lots of elbow grease, it would be useable. He pushed the buggy to the middle of the barn. Maybe after the frolic, he’d have time to work on it. Right now, getting the trailer livable was his first priority.
Titus’s stomach growled noisily, reminding him that he hadn’t eaten since noon. “Guess I’d better get in the house and see about fixing some supper.”
He’d just stepped onto the porch when a horse and buggy pulled into the yard. He was surprised to see Suzanne get out and secure her horse to the hitching rail.
“I brought you something,” she called.
Curious to see what it was, Titus joined her beside the buggy. He was even more surprised when she reached into the buggy and lifted out the same calico cat he’d seen at the Yoders’.
“This is for you,” she said, holding the critter out to him.
Titus took a step back. “What makes you think I want a katz?”
“Her name is Callie, and she’ll help keep the mice down.”
He shook his head determinedly. “I told you today, I don’t need a cat. I’m planning to set some traps for the mice.”
“But Callie’s a good mouser, and she’ll keep you company.”
“Don’t need any cat company. I’ve got my horse.”
“But horses don’t catch mice.”
“I appreciate the offer, but I really don’t want a cat.”
Suzanne’s furrowed brows, and the droop of her shoulders, let him know that he’d probably hurt her feelings.
“I appreciate you coming by,” Titus said, hoping to ease the tension. “I’ll see you tomorrow.” He turned and hurried into the house, eager to fix something to eat.
He’d just taken out a loaf of bread and some lunchmeat to make a sandwich when he heard a noise on the porch. He opened the door to step outside, when the calico cat zipped between his legs and darted into the house.
Titus glanced at the hitching rail and saw that Suzanne’s horse and buggy were gone. “That’s just great!” He gritted his teeth. “I told her no, but she left the stupid katz here anyway. Tomorrow morning I’m taking the critter back to Suzanne, and she’d better not try anything like that again.”
C HAPTER 9
W hen Titus stepped out his front door the next morning, he nearly tripped over something furry on the porch. He looked down and groaned. The stupid calico cat was curled into a ball, purring loudly.
Before Titus had gone to bed last night, he hadn’t seen any sign of Callie, so he’d assumed she’d left and hopefully found her way back to the Yoders’.
“Well, you’re going back now.” Titus bent down to pick up the cat, but she opened her eyes, let out a piercing howl, and leaped off the porch like she’d been hit with a bolt of lightning. Titus took after the animal in hot pursuit.
Round and round the yard they went, until Titus was panting for breath. Was it any wonder he didn’t like cats? They were nothing but trouble.
Callie headed for the porch again, and Titus followed, his jaw set with determination.
Crouched in one corner of the porch, the cat’s hair stood on end as she hissed at Titus.
“Kumme
, kitty. Come here to me now.” Titus reached out his hand, and was almost touching the cat, when she swiped the end of his finger with her needle-like claws.
“Yeow!” Titus drew back quickly, and frowned when he saw blood.
The cat continued to hiss as she hunched her back and
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