After spending half a day stroking his chin, Hao Ren finally figured it out. He believed he heard it right: Rollie, the cat with no integrity, had not been able to control its appetite. When it saw Lil Pea sunbathing on the table, it attacked her. It did not manage to bite off a single scale on her. On the other hand, Lil Pea had pulled off a big patch of fur off its body. When Hilda said she did not manage to stop them, she did not mean that she was unable to protect Lil Pea. She meant the cat.
"Your cat fought with your fish, and your fish beat the cat black and blue..." The corner of Becky's eye twitched as she looked at Hao Ren. "What kind of species is this half-foot, little thing?"
