"Who said anything about school?" she replied.
"It's Tuesday a school day!" he snapped.
"Cats don't go to school," she grinned, scratching one of his cat ears. To his amazement he realised he could feel it and that it felt good.
"But..." he protested, trying not to purr.
"Everyone now treats you as if you were a regular cat," she replied, "They still see you as this, but they can only think of you as a cat, and only witches can tell the difference or understand you."
