the cat & the dog (1)

The cat and the dog were creatures of habit, yet their worlds could not have been more different. The cat, sleek and sharp-eyed, ruled the corners of her home with an air of silent command.

She perched on windowsills and threaded herself through shadows, her black coat blending into the night. Her name was Velvet, a title that suited her elegance but belied her sharp instincts.

The dog, a hulking golden retriever named Moose, was her antithesis. Where Velvet was quiet, Moose was loud; where she was precise, he was clumsy. His energy filled every room he entered, his tail wagging like a banner proclaiming his joy.