May 17, 2026, entered in the Christopher Delegans Raining Cats and Dogs Contest
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What's wrong with these people tonight? They're screaming I gave them a fright. "A black cat!" they shriek, but only last week they held me; I purred with delight. These neighborhood kids are so weird. On Halloween night I am feared. The rest of the time, my life is sublime. To all of them, I've been endeared. It soon will be November First, and I'll be no longer accursed. I'll hear, "Look at that, a beautiful cat!" Man! Halloween night is the worst.
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