Five
The smell of disinfectant was noticeable the moment I stepped into the clinic and a soft meow greeted me from the front desk. A grey house sphinx tipped her head to the side, curious to what I was doing.
“Hey, Hatty. What are you doing here?” I waved my fingers at her, bemused at how she was sitting so neatly in the seat. “Are you the new receptionist?”
“Prrr?”
“Stay still.” I pulled my phone out to snap a quick picture of the clinic pet. “Nice. You’re a natural in front of the camera.” I admired the photo and showed it to the cat, hoping to get her opinion. “What do you think?”
She tilted her head and swatted her paw at my hand, not quite understanding the purpose of my device.
“Ouch.” I stepped back to get away from her sharp claws. I stared at the picture for another moment a
