[That voice is all too familiar to Helga at this point and her brow actually lifts with relief at the sight of that swarm.] Bird trap! Great idea, Raisins - uh, cats can't eat raisins, can they...?

[She doesn't have to worry about this for long because after observing the blockage in front of it, the cat spirit decides to back up right into Helga's legs. Quickly, she bends down to grab it, but it turns out spirits are slippery - it slips through her hands out between her noodly legs.]

Argh you're harder to catch than that stupid parrot!