I’d like you to meet Mungo. Isn’t he a cutie?
He’s a Cairn terrier, and I had no idea he was my familiar until Lucy told me. You know how cats are supposed to be witch’s familiars? Well, poo: I’m allergic. But that’s okay, because Mungo is awesome. He’s adorable, and he steers me in the right direction in magic and in life. I don’t know where he came from, but he seems to know a lot more than I do about this whole business of being a witch.
What? Of course he doesn’t talk. That would be weird. He just kinda sorta lets me know what he means. If you’re a dog person, you know how that can happen, right? An opinionated animal makes his thoughts known one way or the other.
The fact that he has a VERY expressive face doesn’t hurt.
I’m pretty sure he’s not the first canine familiar I’ve had, either. The Labradors I grew up with were just as bossy.
Naturally, it turned out that Aunt Lucy’s familiar is Honeybee. Our bakery on Broughton Street is named after her. She’s an orange tabby cat, and very serene – very like my sweet aunt. And yes, Honeybee is a “she.” Female orange tabby cats are as rare as male calicos, but when you’re talking about a witch’s familiar, all bets are off.
~Katie
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