The Animal Dialogues

Summary

I was scooping the cat’s litter, just like any other day, when I suddenly heard his voice in my head.

This clumsy woman is so slow. I miss my real Mommy.

Too bad she and Daddy went to Vegas. Where is Vegas, anyway? And why couldn’t they take their baby with them?

My husband, Ethan, told me he was on a business trip with a colleague. Who the hell was "Mommy"?

My hand froze mid-scoop.

The cat, Snowball, raked his claws across the back of my hand, then narrowed his eyes, looking impossibly smug.

Mommy said when the delivery guy comes, I just have to let him in. He’ll kill this stupid woman.