Aggie grins and hugs Barbara back, wondering how she got so lucky. Having Barbara is like the best combination of a mother and a big sister.

She takes the rattling cardboard carrier that they hand her and Aggie leans down to look at the cat through the tiny holes. The sound that comes from the box isn't quite yowling, but it's somehow both plaintive and utterly indignant.

"He sounds like a goblin."