"I did," Elena said. "She was sort of ... dumped on me. That makes it sound like I don't want her, though, and I do. Long story."

She was now going to lean over and nuzzle her cat. Because she could. OOooh, tiny little pinpricks of pain! Kitten: still not good at retracting her claws.

Which reminded her.

"What are you supposed to name pets?"

She was new to this, okay?