Pet Peeve
“They cut across to intercept an enchanted path. By the time they found it, it was getting late, so they stopped at a campsite that was convenient.
A large spotted cat was there. “Ah, I have been waiting for someone to play cards with,” it said.
“A talking tabby,” the parody said. “Never trust a cat.”
“Cards?” Goody asked. He had not encountered a talking cat before, but perhaps it was no more remarkable than a talking bird.
“A deck of fifty-two,” the cat said as a splay of cards appeared. “A good game is poker.”
“If you poke me, I'll cut off your hide!” Hannah snapped.
“Very funny,” the cat said, unamused. “So will you play?”
“I thought poke-her was a game fauns played, dancing around a nymph and touching her in awkward places,” Goody said.
“Do you want to play?”
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