The Brownie's Farewell

It was the night before I moved out of my parents' house and into a shared apartment with my boyfriend.

Excitement kept me awake all night, and I tossed and turned until the early hours of the morning. Suddenly, Sima the cat crawled under the covers and snuggled up to my side. I petted her, as usual, but she didn't purr, just snored loudly, which wasn't typical for her. I was almost asleep when something lightly hit me on the head. It was Sima's paw. She had been lying on the pillow next to me the whole time. The soft thing that had been pretending to be her for a while managed to emerge from under the covers and scurry into another room.

I spent the rest of the time before the alarm went off, cuddling with the real Sima.