"Just bring his litter box and a couple of cans of his favorite food and we"ll have a grand time together."
"You"re a lifesaver, Mrs. Ansel. Thank you." Rayna flashed her an appreciative smile, pushed the door open and locked it behind her. She snapped on the light and her eyes instantly focused on the six-foot-tall rubber plant lying prone on the living room floor. "Oh, Beauregarde, not again." She shook her head at the large white cat staring back at her from the couch, his cornflower blue eyes brimming with innocence. "And don"t give me that I-didn"t-do-it look." She set the files on the cluttered antique library table before kneeling to push the plant upright. While dismayed at the damp potting soil scattered on the cream-colored carpet, she consoled herself with the fact that it woul
