Do you remember Rachel’s cat Voldemort eh Valdo? Turned out he wasn’t a murderer that night, but he certainly challenged my cardiac rhythm.
I was watching some TV in the kitchen. Valdo was upstairs, and I assumed that he was sleeping in my bed. After 2 hours, I became suspicious. I hadn’t heard any noise, nothing fell and no meowing for more food. I needed to check what he was doing. He wasn’t in my bedroom. He wasn’t on the attic. He wasn’t in my wardrobe. There was no one but me and an open balcony door. (more…)