[–] [S] 2 points 1 year ago

In real life I don't have downstairs neighbours, I live above a shop. The next door ones don't have pets. I do have a real ghost of a cat tho. Very comforting. Never seen it but it sometimes sleeps by my feet, and sometimes it bats small things around, like pushes tweezers off the table or a comb and such.

In my dream it wasn't the thought of cats in my room that freaked me. I love cats, it started like spinster's idyll. It was that little hand on my shoulder and scraggy voice what caused the panic. That raccoon yipped and snarled and resisted when I yeeted it's ass out, but never attacked or threatened me.

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