After scaling the ladder to the stable loft, Diego watched the black cat walk to her nest of kittens. Laying on his stomach, resting on his elbows, he watched the family for a while, in the dawn light.
Soothed by the sense of separation from the real world, he soon dozed off with the cats on the straw. It had been a long, hard night.
Waking when the cat rubbed against him, he chuckled at his situation. He stroked her. Four curious kittens peeked at him from their nest. A jet black one would be an ideal present for Victoria.