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The cat proved harder to catch that Tassie had anticipated.‭ ‬The cage full of crickets hadn’t worked,‭ ‬and neither had the live mouse‭ (‬though she saw an excited flick of tail from the corner of her eye‭)‬.‭ ‬Finally,‭ ‬it was the bowl of cold milk with the dollop of warm honey that did the job.

The cat materialized slowly,‭ ‬his pert nose first,‭ ‬then the rest of him,‭ ‬sniffing.

He spotted her immediately,‭ ‬crouching in the mud under the dripping lilacs.‭ ‬He licked at the honey and milk,‭ ‬grin broad.

‭”‬I believe we shall have great fun together,‭” ‬he said.‭