so… my mom got a cat. and no, that’s not a typo, the cat’s name is vector. my mom is one of those “math is a game. games are fun. therefore, math is fun.” kinds of people. yeah. but so, vector is basically insane. it tears through the house constantly, bouncing off the walls, attacking anything that looks slightly questionable, basically wrecking shop. i was terrified the entire time i was there… every time i would start to relax, i would see a grey blur out of the corner of my eye, feel an impact, usually on my head, and then nothing… no sign of the cat anywhere. it’s like a fucking ninja. with claws. despite my mom’s efforts to explain that this was ‘normal’ kitten behavior, i went ahead and locked the bedroom door when i went to bed. and pushed a dresser in front of it.