If she reads aloud Xanthus interrupts her. Always. The daughter finished a chapter this morning. Yes, at last, really finished it. She thought she had finished the whole novel over a year ago, but she made the mistake of not reading it aloud. When she reads it aloud she hears mistakes and fixes them. So now she spends thirty minutes before dawn reading aloud. She is always interrupted. Xanthus, her golden brown cat, hears her voice and comes to the door. He wants to go out. So the daughter walks downstairs and props open the door to let Xanthus escape.