Was I haunted — or was it the cat?
Nov 1 · 3 min read
Things went bump in the night and I had a mystery on my hands.

My evening routine rarely changes.
Put the kiddo to bed, take my evening medications, make sure the cats’ food and water bowl are fresh and full. The final touch of brushing my teeth and cleansing my face. It settles me, eases my anxiety, and prepares me for bed.

