Another sleepover at Tristin’s house. But this time, things were different. I was relegated to the bathroom at night for sleeping accommodations. Apparently, an enemy is lurking within the walls of this domicile... namely, one black cat named Guillermo.
Somehow this sneaky feline has brainwashed Tristin into a being a cat-person. Yuck.
Although I knew I was only a guest in Tristin's home, it's my nature to hunt down that feline. Guillermo is one elusive dude, though. I gotta give him props. His favorite place to perch on top of the fridge.
ZZZZZzzzzz.
Boring.
I ain't gonna wait all day for you to come down to earth, mister. So I took a nap.
When I awoke, the crafty fellow had disappeared. But I have other methods.
I sniffed him out! You're in my sights, lil' feller:
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| Here, kitty kitty kitty... |
