this morning #1818.
this morning, she awoke first. slowly stirred. laid there for a brief moment before she noticed that there was no furry buddy waiting to welcome her into the day. in her short time here, she’d already fallen in love with the lil’ cutie. felt it was mutual. had sort of gotten used to waking up to his purr. not wanting to wake her partner, still fast asleep beside her, she carefully slipped out of bed. went to pee & then to see where the lil’ guy might be hiding. scoured the house. whispered his name. nothing. perhaps he got outside? she peeked out onto the porch. opened the door. called out his name & he came trotting up. mouse in mouth. tossed at her feet. blood on his face. he’d clearly made the most of his accidental night outside.