Part 6: Curiosity killed the cat
The routine between the two cats was set after that. Gyro was to
be petted by Michiru, he had Haruka. Gyro only tried once more to get
up onto the headrest of the couch. Artemis then promptly established
that the headrest was *his* sleeping spot. Right now he was curled up
on the headrest in a warm sunbeam. Gyro leaped his way up to the
cushions.
:Arty Gyro out: he plead.
:What?: Artemis was annoyed that Gyro hadn't stopped calling him
'Arty' but he was a kitten with a lot to learn.
:Gyro out!: he repeated, hopping around some.
:Okay: Artemis leaped down from the headrest to find Michiru.
He found her in her workroom painting.
"Michiru, Gyro needs to go outside," he said from the doorway.
"Thanks you, Artemis," she said as she walked out to family room
to open the door for them.
"Haruka is in the garage, right?" He asked as Gyro flew out the
door into the yard.
"Yes, she will let you back in," she closed the door.
He watched from the porch as Gyro sniffed the grasses. He curled
back up into a ball as the sun lulled him to a comfortable warmth.
Gyro was happily batting at a flower when he closed his eyes for a
moment.
:ARTY!!!:
Artemis leaped to his feet and searched for the source of
disturbance. Gyro was no longer in the yard. His sharp sense of
hearing caught some cries coming from somewhere off to the north.
"Haruka!" He called while running off in that direction. The human
was doing an admirable job of keeping up as he raced to track down
the location of Gyro.
He was no where along the street. There to the east. He turned
into a yard and between the house and fence. On the trash can, up to
the fence, scan the yard. No Gyro. He leaped down and continued
across the back yard.
There, the next yard back. Over another fence he went with
assurance that Haruka was still behind him. All he could see was a
large dog growling at something. Artemis did not hesitate in his
attack against the larger animal. With his claws unsheathed he raked
across the dog's back.
The dog turned in anger to see Haruka standing there with a tire
iron.
"I wouldn't try it, mutt," the anger in her voice obvious. She
glared at the dog until it finally turned away whimpering with
fear.
Already he was at Gyro's side licking his wounds. The kitten had
been knocked around good.
"Is it okay to pick him up?" Haruka whispered, unsure of what to
do.
He nodded.
:She's going to pick you up: He told Gyro.
When Haruka gently lifted him, he cried in pain from his cuts and
bites.
Part 7
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