Chel stared at the cat. “Mittens?” It wasn’t mittens. It looked nothing like her, only having white forepaws and two tails. She counted them again as the cat looked up and mewed plaintively. “You’re definitely not mittens. She doesn’t have two tails!”

Chel started to kneel down to pick up the cat so she could get a better look, but was immediately distracted by the front door bell. “Hmm…?” She looked a bit perplexed. It was late and her friends wouldn’t be out this late ringing her doorbell, nor would anyone else. “Someone’s at the front door!”