Chapter 4 — Chapter 4

In the morning, my cat woke me up. He climbed onto the pillow and started licking my face.

"I'm getting up," I told him, now fully awake, as I threw off the blanket, fumbling with my feet for my slippers and putting on my robe. Baggy followed me, but he bypassed the kitchen and led me to the front door, which I promptly opened to let him onto the porch. My pet shot out like a bullet into the garden and dashed around the corner of the house where he found a patch of sand. With a serious look, he did his business there.