The day’s events started again with a cat, named Max.
I was sitting outside on the door mat and putting on my shoes, leaving the door open because I was not a 100% certain that I already had put all my stuff outside to put it on my bike.
And then Max came along. He and his friend Zora should not be in the house while nobody is at home, so I closed the door a bit, thought for a bit and since Max was moving in, closed the door shut. I went to the garage and even before I opened the door, I realized that my drinking bottles were still inside the house….damn….
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