AnarchoNinaWrites@AnarchoNinaWrites@jorts.horse
So, true story - I just went downstairs to get a coffee, and saw my cat sitting outside the back patio door. Now it is fucking "battle on Hoth" level cold where I am right now, and I haven't opened the door in hours and there's nobody else here with me right now. So I fucking panic right and fly to the door so fast I actually bumped my forehead off it.
At which point I realize my cat is sitting 3 feet behind me and I've gone to rescue her reflection in the window.
Good at life.