Eight years ago, I went out hunting in a rain storm. I found a three week
old tortie kitten, so I brought her back by the scruff of her neck and put
her down behind the broom on the patio. GranMeowmie thought I had brought
her a rat, so she didn't pay any attention. The next day, Meowmie Debby
found it when it wouldn't stop crying and rescued it.

Can I get back to my nap now?

Capt. Midnight DOC
The Good Luck Black Cat

Is that what they mean when they talk about Bast sending you another cat?

Unca Adam