My adorable cat pads into the living room all proud and determined then stops. He looks around, opens its eyes the size of saucer plates while staring at something behind me. He walks out the room.
WT….
Now the paranoia settles in. What did the cat see? Is it a ghost, a bug, an alien, what??
I look around not seeing anything off, wrong or strange. Obviously, I am oblivious to the obvious things the cat sees.
So, now that I am paranoid and I need answers, I go get my cat and put him back in the same spot. Again, he gets all freaked out. Plus, now I have totally pissed him off. He quickly pads out of the room in a paw stomping huff.
Double WT…
My cat has disappeared, and I doubt he is planning on any cuddle time soon.
I figure, I am a smart person..I will get another cat and repeat the process.
Should I? Maybe not.
I am already freaked out, imagine the creepiness if the cats see double what I can’t.
Instead, I will sleep alone on the couch, my tail between my legs and blanket covering my eyes.
With a circle of protection..I shall sleep…I hope.
KT Cat!!
Update.. no, I never figured out what is was and it never happened again.
