Die Katze

I saw the cat in our flat again tonight. I don’t know why he was in, how he got in, or if anyone else knew. But I lured him back into my room and petted him for a few minutes. Eventually he jumped off my lap and walked out of the room. Someone noticed him and chucked him outside.

I’m thinking about bringing him back to the states with me. In my carry-on. Perhaps… A bowling ball bag?

I kid.

Probably.