The Autistic Cat Lady

when I pass, plant catnip on my grave. I want to be visited by lots and lots of cats

A neighbor's cat, Deacon, disappears every Sunday morning and returns smelling of perfume.
She followed him and discovered him sitting quietly in the back pew of the church across the street.
The pastor confirmed he's been attending services for two months, behaving better than some parishioners. 😂🙏🐱