“excuse me, but some kind of goddamned vermin is rubbing up against your leg.” She sucked at her beer. Haviland Tuf bent and scooped up the animal. “Cats may not properly be referred to as vermin, Portmaster Mune,” he said. “Indeed, the feline is an implacable foe of most pests and parasites, and this is but one of the many fascinating and beneficial attributes of this admirable species. Are you aware that humanity once worshipped cats as gods? This is Havoc.”
Ugh. Writers and their cats.
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