A Cat, Two Lovebirds, and Some Sweetened Beans
Whenever the second floor of our house is without humans, a cat, owned by the neighbors, would sneak through our windows and stroll inside our house like it owns it. The amusing visits started almost a year ago. Sometimes, I would see it lounging in front of the TV, like it’s waiting for its favorite show to air, and sometimes, it would stay near the cage of our lovebirds. I don’t know its plan, it’s probably wicked, like wanting to eat them. Anyway, it skedaddles out the windows whenever it sees us coming. Then a few nights ago, around two in the morning, I opened the door of my room to pee, and saw this said cat, it’s white, by the way, sitting outside my room. As soon as it sensed me, it glanced at me and stared at me sternly, looking straight into my eyes, like it was summoning my soul, to where, I didn’t know, maybe, it was trying to control my mind. “Hand me the birds, hand me the birds and a sachet of ketchup…” I thought I heard a ...