It seemed as though Jo needed a new home. Rock noticed that someone had marked on a list that she might be most compatible with a cat named Slovak, who he saw earlier in his house. He agreed with the assessment but wondered where Slovak had gone.
Rock got out of bed, saw Pam in his kitchen hoping for more of the canned food he fed her the day before and wondered whether someone had confused her for Slovak. Jo joined them, and Rock looked at the cats as they stood by a tea saucer on the kitchen floor that he had used as a feeding dish. Both girls were hungry but content. They were home.
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