so the hill across the way is on literal fire, but it turns out that the house opposite ours contains not two but THREE cats who will come to the window and look at you if beckoned, so I'm calling today a win
When our old cat, Quill, was in middle kittenhood, my uncle met him for the first time while he was asleep on my desk, all stretched out and long. Uncle got his face super close and then yelped when Quill moved; he'd thought he was a stuffed toy.
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Probably; but he did think it was a toy cat, so.
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