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Levi’s P.O.V

When the seasons changed and winter turned the ground hard and the skies grey, everyone was forced to adapt.  For those of us who walked on two legs and listened to Mariah Carey, it usually meant we wore more layers than usual. For the animals with fur instead of knitted cotton, it usually meant that fur usually thickened up.

They maintained it themselves, keeping themselves clean and glossy because who else would do it in the wild?

Unfortunately for me, I had a domesticated, pampered wildcat who refused to lift a single paw, or tongue, to take care of his winter fur, which left me brushing him like an exploited handmaiden.

It’s a role you adore, do not lie — Caspar drawls as he rolls over, lifting his arm so that I can brush his chest. I know you find me extra cute and cuddly in December.

I roll my eyes, not bothering to confirm or deny as I do my hand maidenly duties while Samantha raves on the phone.