Abigail always knew that something was different about her. She felt it from the pink pads of her paws, right through to the curls of blonde fur on her ears. She hadn’t always felt like this. In fact she couldn’t remember feeling much at all but then in a hazy, strange way, she became aware of a tingling in her paws, a twitching of her nose.
Abigail sat by the window. With a sigh she raised her paws straight up in…
Abigail hummed happily to herself. She was making a cheese and tomato sandwich and carefully…
Sitting on a cushion, Abigail looked out of the window kicking her paws hard against…
Abigail woke up very slowly. She was warm and comfy and she stretched out her…
Abigail stood in the hall. She was very wet, covered in paper and very tired.…
