Anubis was very happy when the kitty-girl decided to play with him. He wasn’t sure what to do with her tail now that he had it. She had his tail too, so they were walking in circles. He was going to have to teach his foster mother the difference between fighting and playing. If there was no crying or bleeding, then it was playing. The kitty-girl understood, so that was good.
She gave him a look when Mama mentioned treats. She must not get many treats. Nubie knew that Isis tried to only give them treats on special occasions. Luckily Fatima wasn’t as stingy. One of the few thing he and Horus worked together to get. They could usually get extra treats from her.
He let go of the kitty-girl’s tail, ready to tell her how good Mama’s treats were. That was when Mama picked her up. Nubie thought Bast was lucky. Mama usually gave ear scratches and cuddles when she picked you up like that. She didn’t let go of his tail. She was supposed to let go now.
Nubie yelped as his backend lifted off the ground. Being picked up by his tail did not feel good at all.