I think my cat reincarnated into a much younger cat with the same eye color and fur color. I opened the door to outside, the cat seen me and immediately walked in. My mom was saying the same cat has been around for a few week now. My cat has been deceased for over two years. My deceased cat was neutered, so the likelihood it is the child of is impossible. But their similarities are striking. When I spoke to the strange cat about this, they looked me directly in the eyes.
I am sure this cat is one of my neighbors, but the poor thing had some skin close mats all over its long winter coat. So, the cat may be an outdoor mouser cat or a wild stray. The cat was so gentle and loving.
My deceased cat was here for a few years and liked to wander outdoors, so maybe his scent is everywhere.
I had to trick the cat to go back outside as it wanted to lay on my mothers bed. Which is a definite no no. What is the phenomenon? Has this ever happened to you before?
My grandma is a very badass woman, and since I broke my cellphone we are only able to converse through email or in person interactions. She is confined to her home most of the time, and is dutiful to all household chores. She deserves a proper retirement of travel and joy.
"Tomorrow come early." - James Vega, Mass Effect 3
39% for the download of Mass Effect: Legendary Edition. I'm so excited. I really enjoyed being a paragon leader in the video game. I only hope to be the same in reality, eventually.
One of the most frightening experiences during Mass Effect was when Shepard chose to destroy the relay in the Batarian cluster. I thought the decision to only be a rich story's tragedy, until I tripped out by the sudden appearance of seeing red everywhere when Shepard was talking to her shipmates. I know the red was my own eyes playing tricks on me, but the reality of such a mass murder really fucking sucked.
So, Shepard's stoicism was a bit too much, because a scene of Shepard balling their fucking eyes out was sorely needed. Especially, when they were with their lover. The writers really missed out on such a catharsis; especially, when they take their storytelling seriously.
I guess one can only avoid reality and poor decisions for so long before it appears in the escapism.