Stella looked up at Anton and smiled. “Welcome back,” and handing him the Rubbermaid container, “here’s some soup for tonight, so you don’t need to bother about cooking.”<br/><br/>She looked at Tesla, who had trapped Lics between his paws and was grooming her with half-closed eyes. She in turn purred and batted at him playfully every now and then. “Woah,” chortled Stella “we’re approaching PG13 status here.”<br/><br/>Stella sat next to Anton and grinned at him. “I’m not sure cat parenting one oh one prepared me for this. How about you?”