Tidying plates into the kitchen I realise that the cat hasn't had her last meal of the day.
I grab the box of food and rattle out ten grams onto the scales. As they drop into the bowl there's the thunder of tiny feet a small black blur passes just under the visible part of my vision.
And I think "What if one day I did this and the blur turned out not to be the cat, but something else entirely..."
I grab the box of food and rattle out ten grams onto the scales. As they drop into the bowl there's the thunder of tiny feet a small black blur passes just under the visible part of my vision.
And I think "What if one day I did this and the blur turned out not to be the cat, but something else entirely..."
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