Time to get to work. From the whitewashed wooden rail on the porch,I leapt to a ledge,and peered into the window. In the kitchen,the T.V. was still on,some yutz remonstrating with a judge who was frantically searching for her lost contact lens that the doofus with the I'M A SERIAL KILLER,YOU'RE NUMBER 35 t-shirt should pay his promised $100,000. Yeah right. the debt's a month old. Killer can't remember BACK THAT FAR ,and there's nothing in writing. I stepped onto the windowsill. Geronimo. Deftly jumping,into the kitchen I caught an afghan draped across a chair,and entered an arcing swing,which carried me,well,into the sink,actually,but-INFILTRATION EFFECTED. Climbing onto a counter,I quickly scanned the area. A new frostless, humming opposite me,an electric skillet atop the frostless,a pair of gleaming yellow eyes,bills on the "YARP!"
From the shadows between the fridge and the cupboard,the tiny topaz eyes glowed,dissapeared,reappeared. "W-who"? "Are you a hoot owl?" "Am I a-hey! Come out of there!" A face materialized behind the eyes. A plaintive,curious gray face that dissapeared back into the shadows. "Uh-UH!" came the high,fretful,voice. A kitten. "I'm safe where the Furries can't get me!" (scurryscurry) "My name's Dolly." The eyes turned this way and that then a whole kitten appeared. Gray cuteness that would, in about 6 months time, flower into silver beauty. "Hiya,kid,Percy,P.I. I'm here to see if I can find Daisy." I produced my scratch-pad,and a well-chewed pencil. "How well did you know her?" Her nose crinkled thoughtfully. "a li'l,I guess...none of us really knew her." "Us?" She began to count on her toes: "Me,Thunder,Snow...Aisha and Lauren,if y' count hoomans,and"...she struggled..."y'know chewing pencils will give you LEAD POISONING!" Annoyed,I disengaged my teeth from the comforting metal of the eraser-guard. Movement behind me. "...and,TYSON!"
"Oh,and...TYSON,that would be a Poodle, Chihuahua..." I nibbled the pencil-remnant,no longer worried about LEAD POISONING.Behind me,a voice rumbled in answer. "mm-mm." " Rottweiller?" "mm-hm."