“Eating,” said Morris.
His mother leapt down. “Has Rose shown you how to use the cat flap?”
Morris nodded. His mouth was full.
“Good,” said his mother. “It’s getting too cold to leave the window open all the time.” She slid gracefully through the cat flap.
Morris shut his eyes and waited for the SNAP. Nothing happened, so he opened them again. His mother had disappeared.
“Morris!” Mother Cat’s head was pushing the flap open. “Come outside!”
Morris licked the last crumbs from his bowl. “I’m busy,” he said.
“Nonsense,” said his mother. “You need some fresh air.”
Morris inspected the door. “I can’t,” he said. “The door’s shut.” He looked up at the window. “And the window’s shut too.”
“Use the cat flap!” said his mother.
Morris sat down. “I think I’ll just clean my whiskers. You always tell us to clean our whiskers after eating.”
“Hmm,” said his mother, and she vanished.
Morris’s little brother Tom came skipping in to the kitchen.
“Hello, Morris!” he said. “Have you seen our new door?”
“It’s not a door,” Morris said. “It’s a flap. And it snaps.”
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