A small one, for chickens.

I’ll try to think of one then. He deserves a nice name, he’s very sweet. He likes the cheese.

The Sisters don’t like animals inside. I think he is some sort of barn cat, he catches mice. He might have a name, but I don’t know who to ask about it.

I will, then. He enjoys being scratched behind his ears too. He is a stray, I think. I want to name him, but I’m not supposed to have him inside.

He is very intent on having at least a morsel of it.

No, thank you.