What If My Cat Ate the Stars?

It's a question that has puzzled the greatest minds for centuries. A question that has sparked heated debates in coffee-fueled late-night conversations. And, quite literally, the purr-fectly absurd scenario that has driven me to the brink of madness.

As I sit here, staring at the empty space where the stars used to be, I can feel the weight of my cat's existential crisis. The look of guilt in her eyes, the twitch of her whiskers, and the faint scent of celestial dust on her fur.

I've tried everything: pleading with her, bribing her, even attempting to recreate the stars using a mixture of glitter and catnip. But nothing seems to be working.

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