Breakfast next morning was a simple affair

The reason Powers’d Liquefied the cat in the end greenhouse first is it asked for it. It was a scrawny grey number with pleading yellow eyes and sticking-out hip bones, like it’d swallowed a box or something. It came mewling around at the slightest niff of food. It’d even beg for tomatoes when it knew it couldn’t eat them.

Lesley Howarth, Maphead, Chapter 1 Catshake

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