For the first time in two weeks, he woke to the sound of his alarm. He would be driving to London in his car and it was a very long journey, so he would be leaving very early. As he moved around the house getting ready to leave, he looked around for his wayward cat. He had spent a lot of time in the past two weeks thinking about what he was going to do with his cat when he was away. He had finally built up the courage to call the hospice and ask them if they would allow him to bring his cat. He had been very relieved to know that they allowed cats and that there were even a few patients there with pets. He had immediately dug but the animal carrier that he didn't remember ordering online from underneath his bed. He placed her breakfast in there and was leaning on the counter waiting for he
