Snow on the window ledge, flaky and white two centimetres deep. On the left hand side, as seen from the warm inside, there are imprints of cat's paws, quite clearly. A line of prints along the narrow window ledge to the balcony and back. The cat had been on the window ledge and had returned to the balcony again when the window had not been opened. That must have been early today.
Now the cat is curled up on the inside of the window, on the window ledge on some washing deposited there. She is sleeping. She sleeps for a considerable part of the day. Stroke her head. She opens her eyes, stretches her forepaws and yawns, showing a complete set of carnivores teeth. Then she closes her eyes, and settles.
Back to sleep.
But how did she get in?
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