"Lunch, of course," I purred promptly.
"Oh, I should've known!" Karyn shook her head and looked at the boxes of her belongings. "I've got to get all this unpacked and moved to my room... that's on the fourth floor! That's going to be a lot of work to carry all that, you know." She turned and eyed me. "I don't suppose I could convince you to change back and help me move boxes?"
I grinned lazily. "That's not a lot of incentive to do so. Besides, I still don't have anything to wear." I stretched. "I wonder if folks are going to send my property over, too, or what?"
Karyn considered. "That's actually a good question. I wonder how we can find out ... but I do have to get everything moved in. I'll have to take this maid outfit off -- it's not really meant for wearing for real work."
"So you're going to move things naked?" I asked innocently and padded back over to rub against her legs, purring and rumbling. "I really think lunch is a good idea first, though."
"How can I resist such a cute cougar?" Karyn asked rhetorically, rolling her eyes. "You're really getting into this, aren't you? Come on, you lazy feline. Back to the kitchen."
I grinned and padded back after her down the hallways to the kitchen. This time she did use the food bowl, ignoring my suggestion for a plate, and filled it with canned catfood again. "Now you just eat your lunch while some of us take care of things," she said and patted my head.
"Sounds good to me." I fell to eating lunch as Karyn walked out. Once I had finished licking the bowl clean I looked around the kitchen for anything else of interest. I briefly went outside again to take care of matters, and just barely stopped from chasing a squirrel -- I wasn't... quite interested in trying squirrel.
The house seemed even larger and emptier as I padded through the hallways. I wondered just what was going to happen next here -- just how had that wish really been interpreted? An animal clinic, a stable, a garage... where were the facilities for taking care of Jon the human? Maybe on the floors above the animal clinic? It didn't really bother me much right now, though I felt it ought to more. I was having a good time.
After climbing the stairs I followed the hallways back to Karyn's room and caught sight of her hauling another box down the hallway. She'd evidently changed out of the maid's outfit and back into her dirty clothes from yesterday. I could catch my own horse-scent from them still as I padded by into the room and found a place to sprawl on the floor.
Karyn rolled her eyes at me, panting, as she set the box down in the room. "You could grab the bathrobe and put that on and help me, you know."
With a grin I turned and started grooming my forepaws. I actually didn't notice when Karyn left for the next box because I slipped accidentally into a more serious grooming session, cleaning as much of my fur as possible with my tongue. I suppose I should have found that disgusting, but I didn't mind anymore. It just felt natural, just like napping afterwards.
I woke up a little while later as Karyn dropped the last box to the floor with a thud. "Ugh! I'm so sweaty and smelly now..." She made a face and started taking off her dirty clothes, not making any show of it, but just getting them off. "I wonder where the clothes washer is around here, anyways." I felt too lazy to follow her into the bathroom this time -- and she was out shortly again, wearing a towel. "Now, which one has my clothes?" she muttered and started going through the boxes.
After watching a few moments, I stretched and then padded over to Karyn...
