Sarah was smiling slightly because of her dream. She giggled softly, and blushed. She muttered something, and smiled. She woke up slightly at the new smell of Vern's house, and shook herself awake to see his cat. "Mittens?" she asked in disbelief. "That's what I used to call my old cat before she passed on..." she said softly. She smiled, and watched him. She looked down at the bed, and placed her chin on his shoulder. "I'm cold..." she said softly.






