My cat and my grandma have one thing in common; they both arrived two weeks ago. That's as far as things go.
My grandma came over to visit us from Canada. I haven't seen in her in a really long time so her visit was nice. She spent a lot of time creating these collages with cutouts from magazines and photographs and go about the house singing this one line from a song in flat. It goes like "For I don't love you ANYmoooore". I was curious about what this song was so I searched it up on YouTube. I couldn't find a song that's close to what she sings. I'll assume she made it up.
So, about the cat. Right.
My family got a cat and her name is Willow. She likes to sleep, chew my hair and murder plants. She also likes to stare at me like she wants to kill me. She does that by squinting. It's creeping me out.
That's all.
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