Lou gave a nod, appreciating the offer. "Not much, really. Rhino has friends up and down this block, and he gets lunch every day from the house across the street and by the time he wants dinner, our neighbor to the left of this house- that is, if you're standing in the front door and looking out at the street -is home from work and will feed him. If he's still hungry when Kip and I get home at seven-fifteen or so, I'll feed him again then. Betty hunts the mice in the barn and every morning I leave out water and scraps of meat for her- I already did that this morning, so you needn't worry about that. Kip is with me all day, and that's all there is to it for the pets." He gave her a bright smile as he sped up eating his breakfast a bit, noticing by the clock hung up across the room that he was slightly behind his usual schedule this morning when it came to getting out on the streets of Whitby by seven am. It was 6:32 am right now, and he needed about twenty minutes to get dressed and harness up Kip. "It's delicious, Madeline," he added with another grin, "thank you very much for making breakfast for us this morning."