She saw on TV that ghosts made things cold, and she'd always had chilly feet at night.
So she found a stone with a hole through the middle and she waited under the covers until the chill made her toes curl.
Gently, she sat up, closing one eye and holding the stone up to the other.
Shimmering and thin as a beam of moonlight, the cat stretched and resettled on her feet.
She smiled and went back to bed, careful not to kick.
She'd always wanted a cat.
@pixelpaperyarn *pats you*
I'm just so pleased that everyone wants a ghost cat as much as I do
@vicorva *whispers* i have a ghost cat. he's the best.
@pixelpaperyarn cold feet is kitty cuddles. :)
@vicorva forever and ever i will always see it this way now.
YES
@vicorva I love this!
@Boudicca I'm so glad! 
Just an idle thought I had while my feet were cold that I couldn't let go of.
(boosted this again because kitties)
@vicorva i'm crying now. this is fine.