Dear Human 💕,

those blinking orange lights that you’ve been playing with for the past hour are mesmerizing. And I really, really want to chase them. You know I can’t resist blinking things. Why don’t you let me swat at them?

Meow, it looks like you’re finally done. In the dark you look like you’re on fire! A tiny dumpster on fire? A smiling dumpster on fire?

I can see what inspired that costume. Looking back at what kind of year you’ve had, 2025 was a dumpster fire for you. And you faced the fire.

And it’s okay to be open about it. Too many humans think they need to hide when they’re struggling. They think everyone else has it together. But all humans struggle sometimes. Life is messy. Being open about it lets other humans know they’re not alone and they can support each other. Most humans don’t have a therapy cat, but for  tonight they will have an emotional support dumpster fire. With googly eyes. 👀

The world has enough humans trying to be normal. It needs more humans who dare to be real. Normal is a myth. Everyone is weird, if they’re real. And life gets interesting when you embrace your weird and find your weird humans.

All those other humans you hang out with are wonderfully weird humans. Spend more time with them. Be silly, honest, dark, and strange with them. Be weird with those cockroaches, zombies, (energy) vampires, faceless grim reapers 🖤

Happy Halloween 🎃

Yours,
Cat 🐾

P.S. Speaking of costumes, I saw the other human’s costume. When they came out wearing it, I had no idea WHAT I was looking at. When they opened its wings, I was impressed. It’s not as scary as those Louise pink bunny ears though.