You could always just assume they shoved something to the edge of the counter and it finally fell in. Besides, if it were important, they'd get up to investigate
I'll drink to that. It's never anything interesting anyway. Always something mundane like evil "booing" or scraping noises from the basement. I ain't got time to stress with the devil's mess.
Its the noise that cried wolf. I'm in bed, I'm not getting up anymore to go find nothing waiting to kill me. Whatever it was will have to come to me if it wants me dead.
Easy solution: get a cat (or several). You'll either attribute every suspect noise to them or you can observe their reaction in case it happens again.
Problem for me is hearing a random noise in the kitchen and seeing both my cats with me.
Secret third cat
This seems likely, it's my understanding this is how the cat distribution system works.
According to Pixie and Brutus / Litterbox, they just show up!
https://www.litterboxcomics.com/worlds-collide/
You could always just assume they shoved something to the edge of the counter and it finally fell in. Besides, if it were important, they'd get up to investigate
I have done ths. Weird sounds happening and the cat is acting fine. If the cat is not worried neither am I.
I got a Chihuahua instead. If it's something out of the ordinary, she'll bark. Oh, she will certainly bark.
My cat growls if someone is at the door. I don't worry about shit. It's great.
It's all fun and games until every door in your house slams at 5 in the morning like mine did
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Well there's your problem.
Sounds interesting. Have you tried to film it?
We had the windows open because it was a nice, cool night and then a thunderstorm came in with a gust of wind.
Aliens
Ghasts and ghosts.
5 is definitely night time in my world.
I'll drink to that. It's never anything interesting anyway. Always something mundane like evil "booing" or scraping noises from the basement. I ain't got time to stress with the devil's mess.
"Either haunt quieter or start paying rent!"
Ok, but what's the conversion rate for blood drenched gold doubloons?
Its the noise that cried wolf. I'm in bed, I'm not getting up anymore to go find nothing waiting to kill me. Whatever it was will have to come to me if it wants me dead.
You're gonna carry that weight.
This is me with the fire alarm.
"Did the neighbors set it off?"
"Was it a ghost that has been haunting me?"
"Did a bunch of mischievous playing a prank of me"
"Better wait and see if it's an actual real emergency."
i cant do this, im always imagining the house burning down or something
Their point is they no longer care
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