He sighed, another long day of selling chocolate to overbearing customers. Overstimulated. That’s the word to describe his mood. He opened the door to his apartment. He crouched down, expecting to receive a loving purr from his cat. He saw that his cat wasn’t there. He stood up. His cat would always come bounding over to him for attention once he got home. “Carmel?… where are you?…” he asked, calling the name of his cat. His eyes widened when he saw… a person… with… cat ears and tail…