The Way to Become a Mongrel
Editor: EllisBLV13
"Please enjoy your meal."
After placing the salver down, the young and attentive male attendant bowed and retreated from the room.
An albescent teacup sat on top of the desk-sized salver. Wisps of hot steam rose into the air from the cup, carrying the earthy tea aroma and filling the room with fragrance. On one side of the salver sat a small cup of hot milk sweetened with just a spoonful of honey as requested.
Glaring at the damn little furball, AYU felt that she had agreed to help him too soon.
Placing his white paw through the round cup holder, the cat doctor picked up the cup of milk, poured it into the tea, and made himself a cup of brew. There was a selection of snacks placed next to the beverage: a plate of cookies, a plate of yolk pastries, and a plate of dried peeled shrimp. He moved his nose from one plate of snacks to the next and left a damp, cat nose-shaped mark on a piece of cookie.