How Green Becomes Wood

"You know, I'm tempted!" Lex laughed. She snuggled the kitten close. The kitten looked vaguely annoyed at being taken away from what it had been doing but allowed the affection. "She does kind of look like a really good stew with those colors, doesn't she? I think I'll sit with her for a while once we're home and decide in a day or two. Thanks, Jasper." She gave the kitten a kiss on the top of its head. The kitten looked up at her with an expression that was a cross between startled and offended. "What paperwork do I need to fill out?"
 
"I can go print it for you. It's pretty basic information: name, address, what kind of housing you live in... There's also a fifty dollar adoption fee. Now, were you just planning on adopting the one cat, or were you thinking of bringing home two?"
 
"Aren't cats solitary?" Lex paused in her admiration of Soup's little paws and glanced around at the various cats, some snuggling and some sitting alone. "Dumb question. Better question: I was planning on only one, but is there an argument for having a side dish to go with Soup? Maybe Bread?"
 
"Some cats are, some do better with company. It really comes down to how much attention you're able to provide to them. Kittens especially, because they're still learning to cat, but honestly, if you only take her home and decide in a few weeks or months she really needs a friend, there'll always be more cats to adopt." Cooger said easily.
 
"That's rough," Lex admitted. She lifted Soup up and asked her seriously, "Do you need a friend? A cat friend? Or do you think one blacksmith is enough for you?"

Soup stared at her, her yellow eyes big and bright.

Lex nodded and set her back down on her lap. "Just the soup for now. If she seems lonely, I'll come pick her up some bread. Now... where's this paperwork I need to sign, and who do I need to pay? You? Or some corporation above you? I brought cash."
 
"Just keep me updated, and I'll check in on how she's doing," Cooger said, scratching Soup beneath her chin, "Let me go print off the paperwork, it'll just be a moment. And you'll pay me, I'll bring it to the shelter when I'm there next, but they may well just tell me to keep it to reimburse my fostering costs."
 
Lex set the kitten down so she could stretch her legs and do whatever she wanted for her last time in this cabin before getting stuck in a carrier and taken somewhere brand new. Then she fished the money from her wallet and handed it over before reading over the paperwork carefully and filling it all out.

"There we go," she said, handing it back to Cooger. "I've got myself my very first pet!"
 
Cooger thanked her for it and read it over briefly before carefully putting it where it needed to be for filing, "I hope she enjoys being home with you! Don't worry too much if she's a bit standoffish or tries to hide when you first bring her home, it'll be a big change for her and she'll adjust in time. If you've got a catnip spray, it might help her settle down."
 
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"Catnip comes in a spray?" Lex asked in surprise. "That I did not know. I'll pick some up later. She can have all the time she needs to get used to her new home. I've got one room set up for her so she can get settled before she starts exploring the whole house." She shifted in her chair, draping one arm over the back as she looked at Cooger, narrowing her eyes. "One more question: Does catnip spray work on the biggest cat of them all? The one that looks after the little cats?"
 
Lex laughed as a ridiculous, inappropriate, food-themed image popped in her head. "Cooger, you are the greatest man I've ever met," she cackled, rubbing her face. "Damn, I love this man," she muttered before saying, "I should grab the cat carrier from the car and get going." She stood and started for the door. "Be right back.
 
Lex paused at the door and looked back. "What?" she asked, genuinely having missed what he was asking about as her mind had already moved on to cats and carriers and wondering how hard it would be to get a kitten in a carrier.
 
Lex nodded and walked out. When she got to the car, she was in the middle of lifting out the cat carrier when Cooger's question registered. She stood with the car door open and smiled to herself. Silly, lovely man. She used her hip to close the door and walked into the cabin. "Got it!" She set it down and opened the door. She didn't know why. It was a metal grate. Air was going to flow just as well with it closed as it would with it open. Then she moved over to Cooger's couch confidently and plunked herself down on one end. patting the cushion beside her for him to join her.
 
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