There is nothing quite like being woken by a soft meow and the tickle of whiskers. Unless it’s a Sunday morning and an hour before dawn to boot. I’d been planning to sleep in, so I hid my head under the covers and pretended to be unconscious.
The meow was Target. He was lying on our pillow, pushing his paws into my hair and being determinedly sweet.
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