Ugh… got home finally, feeling awful. Tried washing off some gunk from my hand but— nothing’s working.
Did that cat do something to me…?
To my body?
Crap.
Alright, I’ve got some time on my hands—
Any cats out there who want some food? I got uh— kibble, tuna, some meat, and some tube treats.
…
Heeeere kitty, kitty, kitty—
No way that’ll work.
Maybe I should… go out.
I know there’s many problems out in Boon County, but I’m not even sure where to start.
I just want to be useful again. Is that— is that a weird thing to say?
Welp.
A good majority of my cats are now gone, off into the world in search of… whatever it is they might be after.
Now I’ve only got a handful left.
Am I a bad caretaker for letting so many of my cats go or— agh, I’m sure it’ll be okay.
I’ll be okay.
Happy Pride Month everyonee! :-3
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This day marks the beginning of a month where we wave our identities up with high spirits and show others to love themselves for who they are, even against oppression and hate, we stand proud for who we are!
One of my cats left the house today, and when they came back they had… a lot of things.
Coins, gear, other cats—
Just what in the heck were they up to out there?
Everything seems calm these days.
Either that, or I’m not paying attention to whatever chaos is brewing in Boon County these days.
Does get a bit lonely only having cats to socialize with. Even if I’m able to talk to ‘em.
For some reason, I found myself nearly eating some of the cat kibble I had in stock.
… I think remnants of when I turned into a cat are coming up again, because it didn’t taste half bad— albeit stale.