Avoiding the foaming of the mouth

We're walking home from a restaurant in Brooklyn last night and we hear a cat meowing in the nearby bushes. We kneel down and start making noises to get it to come to us.

Steve: Psss, psss... come here.
Kate: Why can't we see it anywhere?
Me: Yeah, why won't it come?
S: Maybe it has rabies.
K: That's ok, I'm vaccinated for that.
S: Yeah, I'll be vaccinated in a couple of weeks.

So... yeah. I'm the only sibling who can't pet a rabid cat.

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