In the darkness outside my window there are two animals most nights.
One of them is a fox, and it sounds like a fox, which is to say it screams like a goblin being splashed with acid.
The other is a cat, but it does not sound like a cat. Rather, it is one of those cats that kind of says "Meow," in a way that is recognizably not human but at the same time not quite not speech.
Tonight they are both going at the same time, politely taking turns, each one waiting for the other to finish before taking up again, and it is hilarious and haunted as shit.

















