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Jamie turned and tried to dive for the hole; in her normal state of good health she probably would have made it, but with her aching back, she never got close. Mittens pounced, scooped Jamie up in her mouth, and padded through the house toward the cat door.
Jamie struggled vainly to free herself, the pressure of Mittens teeth preventing her from taking a deep enough breath to scream. She watched as Mittens brazenly strode right by Lucy's bed. Jamie could hear Lucy's slow, steady snoring and realized that may be her last memory of her owner and friend.
Mittens leaped onto the bookcase and pushed through the cat door, causing extra pressure on Jamie. Again sharp needles of pain stabbed her back. Mittens carried her under the back porch, and dropped her in the shadows. Jamie slowly opened her eyes; Mittens was staring at her intently, waiting for her to make a move.