The cat joined Garth for lunch every day, and he began to notice how thin she was and how dull her coat.
It came to him that she was feeding kittens and he felt a little worried that nobody would feed her on his day off.
He spoke to the master smith, who shrugged massively.
“We can always use cats in the smithy. Speak to Karina.”
Garth spoke to the smith’s comely daughter and between them they fed the little cat.
By the time she brought them her kittens, Garth and Karina had thoughts of a brood of their own…
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