Notes: Written for yuletide2010, as a gift to Melliflous. Characters within are not mine, clearly!
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Upon the windowsill in the sunlight, Jennyanydots stretched and yawned. She circled, arched her back, and then lay down for another long nap. To a casual observer she may have seemed to not have a thought in her head, and in fact, the casual observer would mostly have been correct, for Jenny was a cat who liked to concentrate on the moment, and enjoy the little pleasures that life afforded. For now her keen mind was not filled with plans for her roaches and mice, but flooded with the sweet sensation of heat, and a soft, comfortable sleepyness.
Oh, but the room was filled with evidences of Jenny's good work. The blanket which she had helped her youngest human friend knit lay folded upon the couch, slightly uneven for being done by such little hands, but all the sweeter. The room was neat and orderly, not in the way of rich people's homes kept by maids, but in the way of a dearly loved family dwelling. Humans look around them and see only human success and human love, but any Jellicle would have looked in upon the scene and known it to be the work of the old gumbie cat.