.. well, I never go to bed without a goodnight kiss from Dad, and..." And I'm the best substitute you have."She looked horrorstruck. "Uncle Randy, I d...dn't mean it that way!" You didn't mean it as a compliment?" No! I meant..." The high, smooth forehead wrinkled in confusion. "What?"We stopped in front of her bedroom door and faced each other. "Your number one choice was your father. I was number two, the next person after your father. I thought you meant that out of everyone else, you chose. I then turn back to finish up the desk and greet Kris, my shift relief."Good morning, Kris. You're looking sharp this morning," I say, smiling and straightening her tie."Good morning to you too, Vicki." Nodding in the direction of the tray, "Yours," she continues questioningly."Sort of," I reply, and smile at her quizzical expression. Having gained the other side of the front desk, I quickly take the tray, and with a small wave to Kris, I head for the elevator bank and press the UP button.As. " But what kind of gloves are they?" They are to make sure our hands are very clean when we touch Daro. It will help keep his wounds from getting infected and angry later."After my hands were clean and gloved I found the topical anesthetic and misted it over Daro's back everywhere. Once his skin was fairly numb I used an injectable local in several places around the deep claw marks until his back was almost completely deadened. There would have been no way to wash out the wounds without. "Don't look so worried Riley it's just a kitten" Riley groaned to himself seeing Allora heading for the parlor door "don't you wish to change first? Miss Allora" glancing over her shoulder she shook her head "nope, I'm tired of pandering to these snickering bitchs" opening the door Allora walked into the parlor "good day ladies, you will of course forgive me but I am not available today" she gave the kitten a little squeeze, the ladies quickly stood up staring at Allora and her snarling hissing.