How Often Can You Wash A Kitten In Dawn?

“At least once every three years,” I said. “I mean, if you can even catch her.”

Pete shrugged and the look passed over his face again—like he didn’t care… or maybe that was just my imagination working overtime. He stuck out his hand for me to shake. “Thanks for checking in on us! Glad to see you’re still around! If you ever feel like coming back by, we could use your help with some of the younger cats too. This place is all about love and caring! You know? Love and caring…” Pete bounced up happily from where he’d been sitting on a small chair near the door (and right by one of two windows) while his sister sat across from him at an old kitchen table that had seen better days; she’d already spent more time than I did looking through these journals because she wanted them back into their proper order but they were both so engrossed in reading it looked like they hadn’t noticed me standing there listening until now…