Ah, fair point. Don't think they sell litter at the grocery store, you know? [He rubs his chin.] Guess maybe I'll leave my bedroom window open so she can come and go. I guess if she's made it this long on her own she'll be all right going out to use the bathroom.

She'll be easy to feed, I think; cats eat meat, so. She'll prolly like canned tuna, and if you an' Sheena don't mind setting aside some scraps when you guys cook...

[He feels a little silly, like the fact that he's given serious thought to how to look after this cat is somehow emasculating or something. There's a kneejerk defensiveness that wants to crop up and he keeps having to tamp it back down.]