Clay swirled his brush across the paper, filling in the sky behind the little red house he’d painted. Below, two stick figures with dark hair held the hands of the smaller figure. The one with bright yellow hair just like Clay’s. Mittens wound around his ankle as he dipped the brush into the water, then traded the blue paint for black.
His tongue poked out from between his teeth as he carefully drew a few more lines and added ears. “There, I put you in the picture too, Mittens. They promised you’d come home with us.”
The cat jumped onto the table and chirped, “mrrow”.
“Do you think they’ll like the picture, Mittens?” Clay whispered.
This time, the black cat dipped her paw in the mug of water in answer.
He looked at Mittens and gave her a tremulous smile. “Do you think they’ll like us?”
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