Sammy the Cat's Afternoon

The afternoon sun streamed through the high windows of Sammy's Temple, casting a glow upon the ornate throne. The moment the little boy stepped into the temple, he saw the white cat with golden stripes, Sammy, lounging lazily on the throne. "Wow… Sammy's Temple! It looks so comfy!" the boy exclaimed happily as he ran over. Sammy merely lifted its golden eyes and glanced at him indifferently, as if to say, "Here we go again?" The boy sat down beside it and gently stroked Sammy's cheek. "Sammy, will you let me pet you today too!" Sammy didn't pull away; instead, it comfortably narrowed its eyes. The boy grew happier the more he petted, unable to help but laugh. "So soft! So cute!" Then, he gently stroked Sammy's fluffy belly. Sammy, who had initially put on a cool facade, soon ended up lying on its back with all four paws in the air, purring contentedly and flicking its tail. "Purrrr…" "Sammy, you really like this too, don't you?" the boy said in surprise. As the sun began to set, it slowly illuminated the temple, and Sammy leaned cozily against the boy's side. Hugging the cat, the boy beamed with a bright smile.