Emma nodded and grinned, "Yeah, Allan might enjoy that then, and um, the managing is partly what I'm afraid of, heaven alone knows what that moggy could teach her, and I'd be to blame really. I mean, he is my cat? Mostly?"
She knew he got fed elsewhere, even if he did catch his own as well, and he was definitely sly enough to have worked out how to open the cupboard and tip up the box of kibble. "Still, I'd be watching him like a hawk with her around, just in case." She blinked, "Are you sure it doesn't clash with anyone else's leave? Only, Ang said it was good news, and hopefully that means Julie's cancer is responding to treatment, and I kind of miss the lot of them now."