The cat made a sound between a death rattle and a wheeze in response, knocking its head so hard into Tinbu’s chin it had to hurt. “Your . . . mouser?” Dalila asked, sounding doubtful. Tinbu flushed. “We are still working on the ‘catching mice’ part. But Payasam noticed a spider the other day. Even put a paw on it!” He shared this accomplishment with the pride of a father announcing his child’s marriage,