it was a cat?
So yeah, I was just walking in a very dimly or poorly lit room somewhere and my boots were on the floor and they were next to each other in such a way it created a silhouette and out of the corner of my eyes it looked like my cat so I bent down to pet it and ended up just stroking my boots and then in my subconscious state of mind I'm like "oh there's my boots" and I put them on and went outside at 10pm for no reason and just sat there for 15 minutes just kinda looking and staring wondering why I have my boots on and where my cat is but I felt like I was putting on my boots to go somewhere just seconds after petting them thinking it was my cat.
I do that often.
I mistake shapes and silhouettes in poorly lit rooms for dead cats because I don't own cats since they all died or something I think.
Beware, i had a friend who came down half asleep, saw the dim silhouette of his boots, forced them on, and killed his two cats.
It had all the hallmarks of that part reality-part fantasy moments after a typical Giants finish when we aren't really sure what is real, what isn't and where we are.
I was fully expecting him to say he woke from his stupor on the stoop, with his boots on and no idea what to do next.
Because that was me later Thursday night. LOL
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