“Mama, mama, there’s a cat. There’s a cat. Can I chase it?” Baby was asking as she charged through the house. She had quickly forgot about the bad smell and was intent on her next favorite occupation of annoying neighborhood cats.<br/><br/>Teri knew she had caught a couple of them in her life and did the oddest thing. She would sit with her doggy grin on her face and wait for the cat to get rested up so they could continue the game of chase. The pit bull never hurt another animal and the only thing she bit was her tennis ball so Teri wasn’t unduly worried about her chasing a cat but rather than the cat might scratch the friendly canine’s eyes out.<br/><br/>“Leave the cats alone,” Teri called, as she followed her through the house. The stench was so back that her eyes were watering and she covered her nose with the crook of her elbow.<br/><br/>“Ma, what are you burning in there?” she called out in annoyance but kept trying to head off the dog lest she escape through the doggy door.<br/><br/>A whiny voice in her head said,<br/>“Roy, a dog? Really. There are limits to what you can expect from me!”<br/><br/>Teri shook her head. This was a new voice and sounded strangely like a cat, or what she imagined a nasty little cat would sound like it if talked.<br/><br/>A cry from the kitchen made Teri turn back toward the inside of the house, when she saw smoke or was it mist? Rolling across the living room from the kitchen.<br/><br/>“Roy, you just walked in? good for you. A door shouldn’t stop you from going where you want to go!” came the whiny voice again. “Oh for God’s sake, will you shut up that dog?”