“MEREDIIIIITH! Why *sneeze* are there so *sneeze* ugh…many furs on the bed?” Beezus couldn’t stop the sneezing even if she tried. There were animal hairs…everywhere. Sure, she was fine with the four cats they already had running around, namely: Bashful, Sleepy, Sneezy and Doc because those four were good cuddle buddies. But this was entirely something.

Meredith then appeared, carrying three felines innocently. Three new felines at that.

Beezus could only gape in surprise. “Holy quaffle, did you just get another three?”

“Uh-huh. Look. They’re so pretty.”

“And, and…is that a kneazle?”

“You bet. He really fits his name. Grumpy.”