I drove all day to get to Sandy Shores before dark. It’s about a six-hour drive from Houston. It was a good thing it was summer and the days were very long. I stopped in Corpus Christi to get gas, stretch my legs, and to have lunch from a favorite seafood restaurant that has take-out. I hadn’t thought much about having a cat in the car with all that fishy smell. The pheromone spray that Hot Doctor Trent sold me had been working until I got in the car with my fish sandwich. Sally wanted me to ...