Lily hopped down from the windowsill as the patch of sunlight she had been lazing in disappeared behind a cloud.
She stretched slowly, and deliberately, and then walked over to the door.
She sat down and began to lick her front paw and rub it behind her ear to wash herself.
Elizabeth knew that the large white cat would sit patiently like that for a few minutes before she started chirruping to get her attention.
She looked down at the empty plate in front of her, and then over to the cat.
“I guess this is your way of telling me something.”
Lily looked back at her with her huge lemon yellow eyes, pausing for just a moment before she continued preening herself.
The cat wanted to go and find a new spot to lie in for a while, but Elizabeth needed a reason to leave the room, and she had
