Libby
I woke up to a hairy cannonball colliding with my face full force.
“ARGH!” I rolled over, blindly flailing at the sudden assault. It took a second for my eyes to adjust to the piercing morning sunlight. “Oh it’s you.”
The tawny cat mewled and stretched before laying on it’s side, his eyes never leaving mine. I shivered, eying my open window that let the crisp spring morning air fill my room. I stood up, rubbing at the goosebumps on my arms and shut the window. Immediately the cat trilled and jumped down next to me, standing up on its hind legs to paw at the window.
“Do you want to go out?” It stared at me, it’s tail flicking expectantly. I sighed before opening the window again. I settled for putting on my fuzzy robe and for getting some coffee. My mother was alread
