Rhoda in the Closet |
A couple of days ago, my daughter Tracey who was visiting for the Christmas break, wanted to borrow one of my bags. I directed her to that closet which had a stack of bags on the floor (yes, I am a bag hoarder). I heard her laughing and then she called to me to come over to the closet.
Inside was my "ghost". On top of the bags was one of Tracey's cats (they get to visit as well). Rhoda had taken to opening the door and sleeping on the bags. Maybe she needed a quiet place to chill away from her sister Mary and my cat Mingy.
Of course there had to be an explanation other than I was losing my mind or had an unseen visitor which would be unthinkable:)
Will keep you posted.
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