Y’know, if there ever is some ghost or apparition or whatever that goes skritchity scratch all over the walls or knocks shit over, or whatever they do to announce that they’re coming to get your ass, I’m gonna be fucked cause I’m so used to living with cats all my life.
I can just see me in like 50 years yelling for my cats to ‘knock it off’ and really it’s some weary ghost who really just wants to scare me, “just once ma’am like it’s not snowball, snowball’s been gone for 13 years. just once ma’am then i can rest. pl ea s e”
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