The thought of her mother being as sneaky as a ninja brought a smile to her face. "He's got a cat. Well, he thinks I've got a cat at his place but he looks after it. Even plays with it. It's his." The last two words were spoken in a whisper while she raised her right index finger to her lips and touched them lightly. "But don't tell him." She smiled at the thought of tricking her father into having a pet.
"I agree that it is not ideal. I try to train my ones a few hours a day to keep them occupied." To keep herself occupied as well. "Oh, would you like some cake? Tea? Coffee? I totally forgot. I'm a terrible host."