Abby rolled over in bed, smacking her lips together. She discovered something stuck to her lip balm. Her fingers dislodged some hair. That’s when she discovered Seely sleeping on the pillow, inches from her face.
“Bleh, hair. Your hair.”
YourThe kitten raised its head, looking at her with love in its blue eyes. “Purp.”
“Purp yourself. Who said you could share my pillow?” Abby rolled onto her back. It had been some years since she had slept with a kitten. “Get used to the hair,” she told herself.
This morning, Abby’s usual routine was altered by Seely’s arrival. The first thing she did was carry the kitten to the litter box and deposit her inside. Kittens were easy to train, but a little reinforcement never hurt. After all, she’d only been here one day. Then Abby did her normal bathroom
