Sam rolled over idly. It was another warm day. His favourite spot on the bed felt very warm below him. The open window did little to cool the room. Sam rolled over again, hugging his face and stretching lazily. Propping himself on his elbow, he looked up out the window at a bird perched on a branch. Absently, he moved to the window and watched the bird until it flew off. A lizard darted across the window sill, and butterflies danced around the flowers below.
"Sam-Sam, come here, boy."
Sam meowed, stretched again, and hopped off the bed hurriedly.
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