Flash Fiction: The Nap

After a long hard day of work and errands he collapsed on the sofa, but he was not alone. Soon his lap was filled with the sounds of a small motor. It was a purr motor emanating from the furry creature in his lap. His faithful kitty friend was always there to greet him. Soon they'd both drift off into slumber.

After a refreshing snooze they both awoke happy and content and went about the rest of their evening. Their special time was always the nap, complete with purring and cuddling.

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