Seeing things.
Also, my cat has lost his damn mind. He spent the night staring at the front door of the apartment. I too have lost my damn mind because I spent the night staring at him staring at the front door. It was small group mass hysteria as far as I could tell. Chloe slept peacefully though. Lucky girl. She was not wondering what the cat was staring at or what could be behind the door. I assumed it was a ghost or a giant mouse. I really feared the latter for, if true, all hope would have rested on the shoulders of a cat. That is a lot of responsibility for a cat. That's even a lot of responsibility for a person!

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