Waking up with a start, opening my eyes, I see the panther gazing at me.
“You’re early,” I say. “I’m not expecting you for another month or so and…”
“I told you,” he says, resting a paw on my chest. “Told you that Seb would split up with you.”
“You’re not meant to be here,” I say, although there seems little point in saying it as he is here now – stretched out next to me.
“You look awful,” he says, gazing at me with his huge yellow eyes. “You’ve put on even more weight and…”
“Stop it,” I say, although I know he’s right. Sighing, I stroke his soft head and he licks my arm – his tongue as rough as sandpaper.
The attached photo is today’s Spin outfit.
Happy Sunday everyone!
*2011. By Sofie Kelly. A Magical Cats mystery novel.