One of my best friends has seven. All indoor. Whenever I go over to her house, I see movement in the corner of my eye, but as soon as I turn, it's gone.
Then I see a tail sticking out a few feet away. And another. And another.
Sometimes there is nothing.
And I have an extremely vivid imagination.
Which means that there is never nothing.
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