"No, apartments don't have those," Murphy agreed. "I'm really just looking for a place to live that isn't a motel room," she added, "And since my grandmothers house doesn't seem to be anywhere to be found..."
She held her hands up in a shrug. "I like pets well enough. A friend of mind has this giant Tibetan mastiff type of dog." She raised one hand about chest height, slightly exaggerating Mouse' size. Of course, if Mouse stood on his hind legs, he could probably look Harry in the eye, easily, and with Harry well over six feet, that was saying something. "Anything smaller than that is no sweat. But, of course, it is your place, and Blanche's, so I'll let you decide after we chat a bit more. Fair?"