The Cat Who Knew Too Much
Jasper, a ginger tabby with a perpetual air of disdain, surveyed his domain from atop the dusty bookshelf. The afternoon sun streamed through the window, casting long, lazy shadows across the cluttered living room. His humans, a pair of perpetually-stressed students, were lost in their respective laptops, oblivious to the world outside their screens. This […]
Jasper, a ginger tabby with a perpetual air of disdain, surveyed his domain from atop the dusty bookshelf. The afternoon sun streamed through the window, casting long, lazy shadows across the cluttered living room. His humans, a pair of perpetually-stressed students, were lost in their respective laptops, oblivious to the world outside their screens. This was his favorite time of day. The air hung heavy with the scent of old books and forgotten cookies, a symphony of smells that spoke of quiet solitude and endless possibilities.
