with claws.
Two large eyes stared at me from inside the carrier. A big gray cat with thick fur and a calm gaze. No aggression at all.
— What’s happening? — I asked.
Anna exhaled slowly.
— She wakes me up every night. Always around three or four in the morning. First she gently taps my cheek with her paw. If I don’t respond, she hits harder. She may even continue reading …