Renee Jennings looked at Spicy on the screen and asked quizzically, "In what way is the Golden Chinchilla acting out?"
Spicy answered, "Mimi gets really agitated. She'll bare her teeth, slap at my phone, and bite my pant cuffs. It's all just very strange."
Renee Jennings raised an eyebrow. "Is Mimi with you now?"
"She is." Spicy called out, "Mimi, come here."
"Meow~ Coming~" Chubby Mimi waddled over on her short little legs and arrived at Spicy's feet.
Spicy bent down, scooped the furball into her arms, and said, "Mimi, why don't you tell the lady on the screen why you get so agitated every time I video chat with Mia's mom?"
"MEOW? Mia's mom?" Mimi's chubby, furry little face looked thoughtful for a moment. Then, her brow furrowed, and she began to meow unhappily.
Renee Jennings pursed her lips, listening intently as the cat spoke, her slender eyebrows slowly knitting together.
Spicy's eyes widened, and she stared nervously at Renee Jennings.
