Happy Monday!
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Changing the subject was her go-to. “And where is your emo hero now?”
Cara’s claws dug into the bark as she grabbed the last limb closest to the fence top. “Hiding in his room reading, with cotton balls shoved up his nose. Gay brought room service.” She peered out of the foliage and tested the air with her nose. Then she turned and offered Sara a paw up. “Looks clear to me. Let’s go.”
The sisters stalked quietly around the exhibits, heading toward the big white one in the middle. Sara tried to ignore the steadily growing line of blissed out smaller mammals shadowing her footsteps, like a silent, creepy entourage. Cara glanced over her shoulder and wrinkled her nose. “Like ducklings.” Sara grimaced. Cara giggled.