“Every day that you don’t become a
Veterinarian is another bad day for the
animals in the world. You know that,   
and you also know how over worked Barry
is. He’s not young either. I’m sure he 
wouldn’t mind having a full-fledged    
partner to help him out.”              
     Beth actually thought about it.   
That was a major win in my department, 
and with that win in the bank, I went  
on to explain my bank robber theory.   
     I thought I was being funny, but  
Beth didn't, “What if that's what we're
really doing? We could go to prison for
that or die. I don't want us to do it, 
if that's the case.”                   
     “Don't worry, we won't,” I        
promised. A promise, I intended to     
keep.                                  
     “Besides, we’ll probably be too   
* busy trying to stay out of prison for    
the Cat-napping, and besides that,     
who’d believe me about the money or any
of this really?                        
     “Oh, and by the way, a talking Cat
is behind all of it. Go ask her your-  
self. I’m sure she’ll be happy to tell 
you everything she knows,” I said sar- 
castically, and then added, “I almost  
want it to happen, just to see what    
happens.”                              
     “That’s true. I keep forgetting   
about that, but just because we do one 
illegal thing doesn’t mean we should do
two of them. It just ups the chance    
that we’ll get caught. It’s why I want 
to come with you, because as soon as I 
don’t see a talking Cat, we’re out of  
there. Agreed?”                        



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