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As soon as they walked into the cat room, Kelsea was smiling. The excitement on her face had Jaymes grinning. He swore someone said hello, but the room was empty besides them.
“Hello, Moby,” Kelsea cooed, going straight to the cage on the end. A large black cat was climbing the cage, upside down, and yowling at Kelsea.
“Hello,” the cat said.
Jaymes swore to God the cat talked.
“What the hell?” Jack said.
Kelsea laughed. “Yeah, he says hello. It’s really funny. He’s a weird cat.”
“What else can he say?” Jack asked, moving closer.
Kelsea shook her head. “Nothing. Just hello. He always says it when I walk in. He doesn’t say hello to Amanda or Jeremy. Only me.”
“I want a cat that says hello to me when I walk in. How f*****g cool is that?” Jack laughed.
“This is the cat you want to
