So, as I was alternately dozing and trying to talk myself into getting out of bed this morning, there came unto me a thought for a possible story. I half dreamed, half imagined a frazzled sort of character who is led out of his/her mundane existence into a world of wonder by a white Cornish Rex cat. Yep, the gaunt-looking wooly ones with the wonky whiskers.
It sounds like a cross between the White Rabbit and the Cheshire cat, but I may not care. I haven't decided yet. I'll check again after I've had my coffee.