RIP cat

the cat has decided that life in my house is too damn boring, and so he ran away, walked down (up?) the stairs and found a better life.

i went to look for it just now but no luck. i think it's probably hiding in some unfortunate guy's house now, and they're gonna get a shock when they discover a damn cat in their house. that cat is damn illusive i must say, especially with its white fur blending in to the surroundings well.

maybe they're not even gonna discover it and wonder why their food always go missing and find shit around their house all the time.

anyway everyone at home is strangely blase about the sudden disappearance of the cat. even my sister doesn't seem to care. she and my brother walked down the stairs to the 15th floor and then decided to give up and come home. that's how concerned they are, checking only 6 floors out of 20.

seriously though, i don't expect the cat to come back. i doubt it knows its way back here since it's only his first time venturing beyond the lift landing outside my house. maybe some time in the future we'll see him running around downstairs, then we'll have to decide whether we should bring him home or just leave him to roam like cats are meant to do.