Mia stirred in her sleep but when she tried to move, there was an unexpected weight on her chest, with something holding her firmly in place. She frowned even before she opened her eyes. Was her cat laying on her chest as usual? She thought to herself, but strangely Robby was heavy today.
With her eyes still closed she raised her hand and tried to gently push the cat off her chest but then the cat on her chest... wasn't moving away!
What was wrong with Robby this morning? She knew how the cat could be stubborn at times. He would sometimes even sleep on top her head if he wanted to. But today, he had decided to sleep on her chest, but then as she attempted to move, an unyielding force resisted her every effort. Too lazy to open her eyes, she used her hands to trace the outline of the thing on her chest. She froze when she felt something like a person's head.
Wait...this wasn't her cat!
