The Cat
A cat sat on Maxis' lap, purring lightly as the man read some paperwork. Its' ears picked up the sounds of children and a dog, moving in the directions of sound. It opened its' eyes and looked at the window, nose and whiskers twitching. The cats' eyes were an unusual green, but this was not all the cat had to offer, for this cat was not a cat at the start of the day.
This cat had been a man.
A surgeon.
A scientist.
Not a cat.
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