Bella approaches meekly, then settles against my thigh in a C-shaped curve. Her eyes look into mine -- round, sad blue orbs, and as I pet her she purrs gently. Mushu sits on his haunches and looks at us. His pupils flicker across the irises, two rocks skimming the water's surface, and he looks to the window, the transluscent curtain, the morning
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