A kitty looks up at Virgil with her head tilted. She has a collar in her mouth that says "Mary". Her poofy tail wiggles a little doing a "S" and she meows at him, but it's muffled.
A cat? Virgil looked down at the feline, more than a little confused. Where on earth had a cat come from? And why was there a cat holding a collar in it’s mouth? Perplexed, Virgil sunk down onto one knee to have a closer look. “Well, hey there... Where did you come from?” he murmured, speaking to, he thought, himself.
Dark eyebrows furrowed when he read the name on the collar. “Mary...?”












