Not Your Usual Cat

Just before going to bed each night, I make sure I know where each of the cats is. Last night, I could not find Sable. I checked the usual spots, and the unusual spots. She wasn’t in the library, or under my bed, or in the cat-room. I continued to say good night to the various beasts. When I entered the unlighted sitting room to tell Neville I was going to bed, I saw a dark cat on a cat-tree by the window. I thought it was Imogen, before remembering that I had just seen Miss Silky in the bathroom. It wasn’t Moxy; he was snoozing on the bed. I turned on the lamps and saw that it was Sable.

My ghost continues to surprise me.