Chapter Thirteen

Seven difficult days hit us head-on. A lot can happen in a week, you know. Food, which once seemed so abundant, is now scarce. We’re searching desperately for cat food cans at every meal time. Conversation has all but stopped between us. I appreciate the lack of arguments, but still… I miss how we used to be.

Ruby and Sapphire hunt for mice and rats in every corner of the house, but nothing appears. I suppose the vermin ran out of whatever food they were eating and fled a while ago. It’s disheartening to see them return empty-pawed, but the dejected expressions on their faces are even worse.

Yawning, I cross the living-room for the sixtieth time this morning. Sophia follows me like a little shadow, although I guess she’s not too little any more. She’ll always be a lithe cat, I think, but her body is growing into its adult size. Whenever we find a morsel of food, I always make sure that she eats first. Her development has to come first.