Prowl

The Humans keep the outside doors closed and Luna tells me it’s too cold to practice Ornithology anyway, so I can’t very well hit the town as I planned this Friday night.

A handsome black and white cat prowls across a small rug.

So I guess I’ll just have to do the next best thing and prowl around the guest room, which the Humans usually keep inexplicably closed.

—Apollo

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