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Oliver ran as fast as his little legs could carry him, ending up in the courtyard. He looked around. Hmm. Ronnie had never taken him here before! He lifted his head up a little, his nose wiggling a little as he sniffed. Was there any mousies here? He began to crawl slowly along the courtyard, sniffing. Then, he saw a moth flying out of the courtyard. "Meow!"
He began to run after it. HE WAS A CRAAAAAZY HUNTER! RAWRRR! He was going to attack that moth!
Ronnie stormed into the courtyard, a stressed look on her face. UGH. Where was Oliver?! Why was he running off so much lately? Something was obviously wrong with that bloody cat. He was acting real strange lately which made Ronnie worried sick.
She walked along the courtyard, her head turning left and right. "OLIVER!" she called. She paused in her steps, waiting for maybe a meow back or him to come running. After a minute of just standing there like an idiot, she sighed and kept walking around. Where was he?! She could've sworn she'd see him run off this way!
Nigel was relaxing in the courtyard. Not really thinking about all the work he had to do later. When he sees a cat run through courtyard. It appeared the cat was looking for something.
He was wondering who this cat belonged to. When he sees Ronnie run through the courtyard calling for someone named Oliver. Nigel then put two and two together. To figure out she was run after her cat. Nigel gets off the grass walks over to Ronnie and asks
"Hey, Ronnie. Do you need any help getting your cat?"
Nigel wasn't really a cat person. He preferred Owls. But it not like he was allergic or something.