Captain Jack and the Snack Attack – ALT POV 5 of 6 – Posted Dec. 27, 2017
Kenton raked his fingers through his short blond hair for about the hundredth time that afternoon. How could he have been so stupid? He should have known he couldn’t handle the responsibility for such a young and tiny life.
Gordie would be here to meet up for their date shortly, and Kenton still couldn’t find Captain Jack. He took off his coat after a final trip around the back yard, searching in vain.
“Jacky!” He called. Then he stood silently, listening for the slightest sound. Nothing.
He eyed the middle poster in his Pirates of the Caribbean collection. It was as if Jack Sparrow was so disgusted with Kenton’s negligence the good captain couldn’t even look at him. Kenton couldn’t blame him. He was sick with worry and appalled at his carelessness.
Why, oh why hadn’t he paid closer attention when he’d stepped outside to bring in some firewood? If he could only reassure himself that Jacky was safe somewhere inside the house he could relax.
As it was, he wasn’t going to be able to leave for his date. What if Jacky showed up at the door as the temperature dropped, freezing, shivering, mewing pitifully? Kenton shuddered at the thought.
He hung his head. He was going to have to ruin his date. Would Gordie understand? He was a veterinary assistant. He loved animals.
In the kitchen he pulled out the pouch of kitten treats the ornery little guy loved and shook it. Again, he stretched his head as if that would help him hear better. Still nothing.
Would Gordie think less of Kenton for losing his young charge? Or would he understand how things could be with a wily kitten? Maybe he would have some ideas and could help.
Kenton jumped when the doorbell sounded and rushed to the door. He was about to find out the answer to those questions.