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Swan Harbor
Veterinarian Clinic
September 2
7:00 a.m.
Emma opened her eyes to Millicent standing on her chest, her green eyes calmly staring into her mistresses.
“It’s too early,” Emma groaned, rolling over on her side and closing her eyes again.
But Millicent followed, burying her head against Emma several more times as if to say, “So, it’s time to get up.”
And since patience and cat weren’t usually spoken with the same breath, Millicent kept up her steady insistence, until Emma rolled out of bed.
“Figures,” Emma grumbled when her cat burrowed under the covers and closed her eyes. “Aren’t you hungry?” she tried a little harder to coax the cat out of the bed.
But other than opening one eye and promptly closing it again, there was no movement from the feline.
“Spoilsport,” s
