Brian did some laundry, and when he came back, he slithered in through the door. When I asked him why he was being so weird about getting in and out of the apartment, he didn’t need to say much. I saw this little paw wrapped around our door. Don’t worry – after a long night of asking everyone “Is this your cat?,” another tenant in my building took the poor thing in. Not before it made a mess of the lobby and scratched up our door, though. I fear that he once lived in our apartment…

Cat in the door

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About cicutoface

Canadian transplant in Inwood, New York City. Community Manager at House Party, a WOM marketing company. Owns a chinchilla. Voluntarily takes on too much work to help anything from pop-punk bands to homeless dogs. Learning to cook and live well.

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