Gary checked his paper and watch. Fifty minutes to get to Chinatown.
He approached the desk. "I, uh, need to pick up my cat."
The woman's eyes narrowed. "Yellow tabby, right? You've got to keep that cat inside."
"Well, you don't know that cat."
Twenty-five minutes and sixty dollars later he carried Cat out, forcing a smile as the disapproving worker called, "Get a collar!"
He flagged a cab. Cat jumped down and scampered off.
"Hey!" he yelled. "This is the last time I spring you. Next time I'm letting them fix you before I pick you up!"