This damn cat Hallie, she almost fulfilled my dreams and killed herself this morning.
Fervent reader of This Damn Cat Anne, a friend from many adventures past, had to crash on our couch last night after Washington's fantastically flawless transit system stranded her in the swamp with no route back to the Big Apple. Anne immediately recognized Hallie from said blog and wasted no time in mocking her.
Anyway. Anne had to leave early to catch the train back to Gotham, like, before the sun rose. Roommate Nick reports that he stayed asleep on the first floor:
"But something woke/scared Hallie. All I heard was a sound like she fell down the stairs and hit the door. Then she went under my bed and didn't come out for two hours..."
Hallie, we almost barely knew ye.
Good job Anne!
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