Dan didn't say anything for a while after they got back in the car. Shannon's hair was smoldering slightly.
"It didn't say anything in the ad about the puppies being hellhound puppies."
"Oh, hey." Dan pointed to a handmade sign. "Someone's got kittens. Maybe a cat would be better than a puppy, especially with the apartment."
They pulled over. Six sets of mad little kitten eyes tracked them silently.
"They're adorable," said Shannon. "What breed are they?"
There was a soft popping sound. One of the kittens evaporated in a puff of smoke.
"Cheshire," said the little girl.