Winter Woes

She dreaded the moment. It was cold and dark out there. The touch of his fur and soft purring kept her in bed. She turned the alarm off while muttering some expletives in three languages. Then an hour later the furry kid woke her up with sounds of scratching and playing. She could never be harsh with him.

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