"Walk me to my car, there is some one I want you to meet." Sharon hooked her elbow around Louie's arm as they moved toward the front yard. She had left the windows down, somehow knowing the little cat would not run off. She saw him as soon as they rounded the corner, sitting in the shade cast by the old Toyota Corolla, calmly grooming himself.

"I can't believe that old cat....Wait. That's not Mjolnir, is it?Good Lord, but he is the spittin' image! Where'd he come from?"


"He followed Mjolnir home last night, if you can believe it. I was afraid Mjolnir would kill him, but the old guy didn't seem bothered by him in the least. I'm taking him to Morgantown with me. I'm afraid if I leave him, Mjolnir will change his maind and nail him."