Familiar by Goddess Rip 1999 Part.2

The next morning, the nice man put one of his dog leashes on his black, purring visitor, and took her for a short ride. Though it wasn’t easy getting her inside the car, the little yellow eyed puss curled up in the front seat and dozed, until the car finally stopped. “Okay, little one, let’s go.” the man said to her, while picking her up. She smelled the same sent of animals, like the other night, as the man carried her in his arms. She heard barking, meowing, birds calling, and other animal sounds, as the man took her into one of many buildings. “Ah, Taker, is this the cat you called about?” an elderly woman cheerfully asked, meeting the man and the cat in the front room.

“Yes, Lacie, I think she might have gotten loose from your cat hold, or ran away from home.” Taker told her, as he followed the woman to a smaller room. “Well, after you called, I checked all the holds, and found all the animals accounted for. Let me take a look at her.” Lacie said, taking the female from Taker’s arms. “I checked her last night. She didn’t seem to be hurt, or look like she was in a fight. I figured she was lost, or ran away. She’s got a rabies tag, but no ID.” Taker explained to the vet, and close friend. Lacie smiled at him, as she listened to the cat’s heart beat. “She seems to be healthy, but I’d like to keep her here, overnight and do some tests.” Taker looked at the cat, with concern, “Um.. you don’t have to put her down, do you? I mean, she has a rabies tag.” “Oh, no, sweety, I just want to run some blood tests. Make sure she’s not pregnant, and check a few things. It’s standard procedure. Then I’ll put up a found ad in the paper, just in case she strayed from home.” Lacie told him, as she felt around on the cat’s body. The black cat purred, though a little frightened that Taker might leave her. She watched him close, with her bright yellow eyes. “She seems to like this, Taker.” Lacie snickered, “Most cats are so ill tempered, when it comes to vets.” Taker smiled and scratched the cat’s nose, “Um.. if she’s healthy, I’d like to foster her, while we wait for the owner to claim her. That way you wouldn’t have to make space for her unnecessarily.” Taker told the vet, “And if you happen to find the owner, I’ll bring her back.” “Well, if you think you can take care of her. Your dogs won’t like it, and you may need to keep her inside, for her own safety.” Lacie explained to him, “Plus, you need to feed her cat food and give her a litter box...” “I know, I’ll buy some today.” Taker interrupted her. “I’m sorry, Taker, it’s just that taking care of a cat is a lot different than your dogs.” Lacie said, apologetically. “I know, don’t worry. I have to do some running, I’ll call later today, and see how she’s doing. Don’t worry about her bill, do what you need, and I’ll pay for it.” “Okay sweety. If I’m not here, Mac will be, and I’ll let him know.” Taker nodded, and rubbed the cat’s head, as she cooed a soft purr.

While Taker ran his errands, he stopped off at a pet food shop. He bought a bag for dry cat food, a couple of feeding bowls, some cat toys, a litter box, and some litter. “Just got a kitten, Dead Man?” the clerk asked, with a chuckle. “Well, sort of.” Taker smiled, and paid the man. “Oh, wait,” the clerk said and stopped Taker from leaving, “we just got those vitamins you ordered for you rots. You want them?” “Oh, thanks, yes please.” Taker stood, waiting for the clerk to come back from the stock room. “Just got a cat?” a female voice asked, from behind. Taker looked around and saw a beautiful woman standing there, waiting in line. “Yes, well I’m fostering one. She strayed onto my property, so..” Taker grinned, and turned to his bags. “How sweet, most guys would ignore cats. I thought it would be in their blood, hating cats, I mean.” the young woman smiled. “Well, I was raised with animals, so it’s more of how one is raised to respect life.” Taker told her. “That’s good to know, some people are raised to be that way.” the woman smiled, “I’m Jora, by the way.” Taker shook her hand, “Mark, um.. Taker.” “You look familiar.” Jora smiled. “I’m a wrestler.” Taker told her, now wishing to clerk would get back with his vitamins. “Ah, my ex-boyfriend watched that stuff. Guess that’s where I saw you from. Hate it, myself.” Jora said, adjusting her pet supplies. “Really?” Taker’s eyes lit up. “Yes, I prefer boxing.” she answered. “Boxing?” Taker asked. “Yes, I happen to have tickets to Saturday’s show, since my ex-boyfriend bumped me. I thought of scalping them.” Jora told him.

“Here you go, Taker.” the clerk yelled, rushing to his register. “Thanks.” Taker said, as the man rung up the package and totaled the price. Taker left the pet store, and put his things in the trunk, as the woman came up next to him. “Funny having our cars next to each other.” she said, smiling. “Yeah.” Taker smiled at her, as he shut the trunk door. “Listen, I don’t normally do this, but would you like to go the boxing match with me?” Jora asked, “We can meet at the arena, and just go home separately. I’d rather go as a platonic date. What do you say?” “Taker pondered the woman’s request. He loved boxing, and knew this was going to be a good fight. But he never had a woman ask him to go out before. “Sure.” he said. Jora gave him one of the tickets, and her phone number, in case he decided to cancel. Since the fight was Saturday, he would have time to get to know his little visitor before then. He said his good-byes and went home. #### The next day, Taker got to pick up the black cat, with the bright yellow eyes, and took her home. He showed her were her food, and litter box were, and even plaid with her and her cat toys, before doing his human chores. The black cat watched him, sometimes, and sometimes napped near the fireplace. When Taker went out to care for his dogs, she would watch him by the large window, but hide herself from the canines. She felt safe and sound in her new home, though she missed her mistress terribly. The man would pat her head and stroke her back, whenever he saw her near him, but it wasn’t the same. As the day grew older, the cat found the man napping on his couch. She slowly crept up to him, as she purred. She calculated where would be the perfect place to jump onto him, “Meow.. prrrrr.” Taker’s eyes opened, and looked down at her. “Come on, kitty.” He patted his belly, and the black puss jumped onto him. Taker rubbed his hands on the tiny thing, as she kneaded his chest. “Well, we need a name for you, so it would be easier to call you.” Taker told her, as she gazed her yellow eyes into his. “Mrrr... ‘Lilith is my name.” she curled up on his chest. “I think... I think I’ll call you Lily. Though I’m not sure why.” Taker smiled at her. ‘Fair enough.’ Lilith thought, as her eyes began to show signs of dosing.

Part Three

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