CHAPTER
5
The insistent rumbling purr and gentle kneading on my chest woke me from deep slumber. So much for my plan to sleep in. Being a recent and first-time cat owner, I was still getting accustomed to the unique personality and subtle demands of my ginger-colored kitten, Marmalade, and I wryly acknowledged what long-time cat owners already knew—that cats rule and are benevolent enough to allow humans to live in their house. When I didn’t respond immediately, she gently nipped the end of my nose. “Okay, okay, I’ll get up and feed you.”
The second my eyes locked with her luminous turquoise ones, she let out a plaintive meow, stretched to her feet, circled around a few times and then vaulted off the bed. She raced to the doorway, stopped and turned see if I was following. Laughi
