Oliver inhales his breakfast every morning. And then he waits.


And waits.


And then he calls to me. “Girl! Obi needs out!”


But I don’t believe him until I see black feet at the door or hear Obi tell me himself that he’s ready to come out.


Not that Oliver would lie just to get more breakfast…

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