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So I've been thinking about the DW finale, on and off, and ( am increasingly dissatisfied. )

This morning when I got up, the cat was not here. Last night, I heard yowling outside. I put these together to make a somewhat bloody scenario, and spent the rest of the day worrying, on and off, about how to tell my sister I'd managed to lose her cat. Or even 'lose' her cat. When I got home, I looked at the chair the cat likes. She wasn't there. I was scared. Then she mewled and looked at me through the living room door, which I was standing at. So I petted her a lot. I hope she doesn't do that to me again.

( TW next-season spoiler )

la-la-la, I wonder where the hoover is...