“I like showing him things. ‘Look, look, look! That’s is a squirrel,’ I say. I taught him the stick game. I have him throw. I don’t know if he understands my all commands yet, but he’s leaning.”
“A BANDID, said the sign. ‘A bandid?’ said Rachel. ‘Must mean bandit. A bandit.’ Everybody laughed at this idea, and the kitten, trying desperately to get loose, spat at them all.”