I’m A Cat. I Respect The Sanctity

I Hoped I Wasn't Blushing. It Was Bad Enough I Had To Depend On My Mom To Drive Me To My Battles.

Stop Smiling!” She Ordered. “i Can See You, Carter. Oh…and, Uh, Hullo, Walt.” The Pot Monster Made Squeaky Grinding Noises As It Stood Up Straight. One Clunky Arm Rose And Tried To Fix Sadie’s Nonexistent Hair. Leave It To Sadie To Be Self-conscious Around Boys, Even When She’s Made Out Of Pots And Duct Tape.

Bast Crouched Down And Began Making Weird Chittering Noises. Uh-oh. She Was Imitating Birds. I'd Seen Enough Cats Do This When They Were Stalking. Suddenly My Own Obituary Flashed In My Head: Carter Kane, 14, Tragically Died In Paris Wen He Was Eaten By His Sister's Cat, Muffin.

Let's Boogie,' He (leo) Said. 'before I Come To My Senses

A Weapon, I Told Horus. I Need A Weapon. I Reached Into The Duat And Pulled Out An Ostrich Feather. “really?” I Yelled. Horus Didn’t Answer