"For the-- Ah..." Jono glanced down at Joni, and the can of cat food he had half-scraped into the bowl, and then back at Joni. "If you insist, then. C'mon, little girl. We'll eat at Emma's, alright?"
That was a very pitiful meow that could probably be heard over the phone as Jono picked the tiny cat up and tucked her into his kitten-sized pocket.
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Date: 2014-12-19 04:48 pm (UTC)That was a very pitiful meow that could probably be heard over the phone as Jono picked the tiny cat up and tucked her into his kitten-sized pocket.
"Won't be a long trip at all."