[Billy goes about juggling the cat with one arm while he tries to shrug out of his coat. She only puts it up for a few seconds before the claws her way stubbornly up to perch on his shoulder, where she sits primly while he eyes her. Someone's apparently the boss now...]

It's more like he found me. I was only my way home when I heard him crying in the woods. No idea where he came from, but he looked like he was turning into a dogsicle so I figured we could at least give him a warm place to sleep.

[He hadn't been sure if Teddy would want to keep him or not, but seeing him now... oh boy. They're doomed, aren't they.]