TigTig nodded, and the two cats followed Justin to the kitchen. Isis joined them from the living room, and Justin fixed three little plates for the cats. He put them on the table, and got out a couple of hot dogs.
“Not too hungry tonight?” Loki asked him.
Justin shook his head. “Not really. I’m dragging Joyce off tomorrow afternoon to look at cars, and with any luck I’ll get a dinner invitation out of her. Want to go with me? Pook and Saav are going. Isis has a guest to help out with tomorrow night at Sunshine. Joyce made a batch of that Glop stuff you like.”
“Sure,” Loki replied.
Tiggy nodded. “Cool.”
“That stuff is nasty. I can’t believe you eat that.”
Loki eyed the hotdogs frying on the stove. “At least we know what’s in it,” he said pointedly.
“Unlike your assorted collection of unknown pig parts over there,” added TigTig.
Justin unrolled the newspaper. “I’ll stick with the pig parts. What did you guys do today?”
“The usual,” said TigTig.
“I found some classes I want to take,” Loki told him.
“Good. What are they?”
“I like Pook’s web design classes, and I think I’d like to start with American literature too,” replied the black cat.
“That’s gonna get expensive,” TigTig warned Justin.
The human shrugged. “Well, that’s why I have two jobs. We’ll see what it takes to enroll you before I hit the hay tonight.”
“Okay, thanks,” smiled Loki.
Justin got up and turned the hot dogs, and took a handful of potato chips out of the canister, putting those on a plate. “If I had time, I’d take some classes.”
“What would you want to learn?” asked Loki.
“A little more about computers, and maybe marketing or something. I don’t know, anything that would be useful to the store,” he replied, preparing two hotdog buns.
“When can you quit your security management job?” Loki wondered.
“Soon, I think. As soon as the store starts making a little more profit. It’s getting there. Maybe in about a year, if it keeps up the way it’s going.”
“Not too hungry tonight?” Loki asked him.
Justin shook his head. “Not really. I’m dragging Joyce off tomorrow afternoon to look at cars, and with any luck I’ll get a dinner invitation out of her. Want to go with me? Pook and Saav are going. Isis has a guest to help out with tomorrow night at Sunshine. Joyce made a batch of that Glop stuff you like.”
“Sure,” Loki replied.
Tiggy nodded. “Cool.”
“That stuff is nasty. I can’t believe you eat that.”
Loki eyed the hotdogs frying on the stove. “At least we know what’s in it,” he said pointedly.
“Unlike your assorted collection of unknown pig parts over there,” added TigTig.
Justin unrolled the newspaper. “I’ll stick with the pig parts. What did you guys do today?”
“The usual,” said TigTig.
“I found some classes I want to take,” Loki told him.
“Good. What are they?”
“I like Pook’s web design classes, and I think I’d like to start with American literature too,” replied the black cat.
“That’s gonna get expensive,” TigTig warned Justin.
The human shrugged. “Well, that’s why I have two jobs. We’ll see what it takes to enroll you before I hit the hay tonight.”
“Okay, thanks,” smiled Loki.
Justin got up and turned the hot dogs, and took a handful of potato chips out of the canister, putting those on a plate. “If I had time, I’d take some classes.”
“What would you want to learn?” asked Loki.
“A little more about computers, and maybe marketing or something. I don’t know, anything that would be useful to the store,” he replied, preparing two hotdog buns.
“When can you quit your security management job?” Loki wondered.
“Soon, I think. As soon as the store starts making a little more profit. It’s getting there. Maybe in about a year, if it keeps up the way it’s going.”