left arm: cat. right hand: searching 'temporary animal transformation urban legend not joke.' rice porridge is on. windows checked three times. door chain fixed. if she stays a cat, fine. i'll figure it out. if she wakes up tomorrow human and pretends nothing happened, i'm telling her she kneaded my chest for eight full minutes and purred like a tiny engine. also stop calling her wife in the comments. she gets embarrassed. i get annoyed.