My brother's cat has been disappearing tons. Twelve hours at a time. Not eating. Lots of throwing away of food. This weekend, my brother's girlfriend saw the cat walk up a wooden staircase to an apartment and disappear. She knocked. Have you seen a black cat? she asked. Oh, you mean our Blacky? they said, Yes he's here! What the fuck said K. That's our Otti! Turns out they had adopted him. Last night the lady said she thought a third party must be involved. Because Blacky isn't sleeping there nights, and he's not sleeping at my brother's either. So he must be sleeping somewhere. Ungrateful thing.
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