The Littlest Guardian Every night, as soon as the lights went out, a tiny black kitten named Midnight would climb onto their favorite spot—the warmest lap in the whole house. To everyone else, it looked like Midnight was simply asleep, paws curled up, belly to the ceiling, dreaming without a

Hopes and wishes are few to nun it’s one thing to dream about it what after you dream what’s next?

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