Weird realities she can create.
She was already irritated with me, but was out on our front porch (we live in the country) and saw a tiny fawn come out.
She opened the door and called out to me to "Quick, look out the side window right now!!"
I said,"Which side window?" which she's since informed me she didn't understand the stupidity of....
Anyway, it irritated her further I guess, so she went to firmly shut / slam the front door, JUST as HER cat was trying to go out.
Clobbered him but good. I saw it happen, but didn't accurately track whether the cat went on out, or not.
Here's where it gets interesting. M INSISTED that the cat had leapt across the perennial garden and streaked into the woods.... probably terrbly hurt.
I want and started calling for him -- which she thought was idiotic.... Then, I went to change into long pants / long sleeve shirt to go into the woods.... So did she.
We looked and called for more than an hour. Then, I went in to wash up.... M's crying and mourning....
I'd kept wondering if the cat had truly gone out (since a BP can have some wild imagination when under stress).
So, on my way to wash, I looked under our headboard..,. low and beholdk here's the cat -- upset, still, about what happened... but just doing what a cat does -- hunkered down and not calling out....
Anyway, M is completely mystified as to how the cat ever got back in the house (did you teleport??). I don't think he went out -- I think he backed up and streaked upstairs and neither of us registered it.
I think her stress levels went up so much, that she imagined what she insists she saw. I think the cat "streaking into the woods" was essentially a hallucination, strees0-induced.
Anyway, M cannot figure out how the cat could have gotten himself back in....
But, it's not of any use to challenge such "memories" of an event that a BP person has....
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