“Pearline Sheba. Yeah, I came in the same year as Miss Country Bumpkins in the kitchen…2015. Don't let that fool you into thinking we're anything alike. Where her life began in the country I am 100% a city cat.”
( With rotating ears Pearline keeps track of distant sound.)
“Look, I'm not saying I'm suspicious of everything and everybody. But I'm also NOT saying that I’m not. New box in the hallway? I'll check it out from three different angles. Strange noise from the kitchen? Already on it, but I'm taking the long route with maximum cover. That's not fear, that's strategy.”
( Pearline creeps forward, then suddenly bops an imaginary target with lightning speed).
“I've got what Otis calls ‘alertness”’, whatever that is. What Edgar calls "WHY ARE YOU SWATTING ME?!" It’s not my fault everyone else moves before they think. I explore and I investigate. I occasionally launch a preemptive strike on anything that looks suspicious. Which are the best things?”
(Pearline looks around the room as if she’s staking out a mouse.)
“Roberta aka Ms Southern Kitty says I'm "high-strung." I say, I'm prepared for the unexpected. There's a big difference. Every new item needs thorough inspection. Behind every closed door could be a Yao Ming waiting to attack. So, when you have a cat like him in your house you must be aware of your surroundings at all times. “
( Pearline suddenly freezes and stares toward the door of the living room.)
“ Did you see Yao Ming Lorenzo? I don’t trust him with my golden eyes wide open.”
(With a quickness Pearline Sheba rushes back to the couch and hides. Not long after Pearline made her way to hide behind the couch her adversary appeared. A muscular cat with a unique ticked tabby pattern enters the room from the hallway. With a light bounce to his gait his hazel eyes gleam with
suspicion.)