Continuation of the strip where Annie (and, by extension, Birch) adopted a rat.
And no, she’s not keeping this cat…he’s just a cameo from the mini pin Kickstarter. (Yes, I am still working on those with Volume 2 about to drop…)
Vet: And your cat’s name is?
Woman in Black: [blur]
Vet: Say that again?
WiB: . . . Let me just write it down.
Excuse me, ah —
Annie: Annie! And you are? Gosh, that sure is one broken light.
WiB: [blur]. I was just curious. Is that a hamster?
Annie: No, she’s a rat! She was a rescue, but she’s domesticated — I just have to get her all her shots.
Now, I already had the dog . . . and there’s a litter of stray kittens in the shed that I’m just dying to keep . . .
And — well, my husband thinks I’m getting too many pets. Isn’t that silly? How many do you have?
WiB: Oh, just one. I thought I couldn’t have pets, because I’d always be a “scary stranger” in their minds. Hashtag unmemorable time-traveler problems.
But my, uh, boss set me up with an incredibly friendly cat.
Annie: They sure did! I never met one this sociable before.
WiB: . . . uh, that isn’t my cat. I thought it was yours.
Annie: No! I don’t have a cat.
WiB: Well, mine’s already inside with the vet.
WiB: . . . I should probably go make sure they haven’t recategorized her as an unattended stray.
Annie (thinking): . . . do I have a cat now?