Somewhere, just outside the edge of town, there was a house inhabited by five furry feline friends.
Together they shared innumerable adventures and good times. Here is one such story.
It was a warm and particularly sunny day at Wordstock Manor, and Stella was lying rather discontentedly on the patio.
It was obvious she was displeased with her day. Why she was so dissatisfied though was uncertain.
Through the library window, Maxwell spotted Stella lying listlessly on the patio. This lack of energy struck him as being out of character for his friend.