One more visit and that was with the Frank Family. Now I was really confused. This house had both kinds of people.

I didn’t see Marsha, then I noticed she was using the cat’s litter box. How embarrassing - she didn’t even ask if they minded.

“I see the look of confusion on your face,” the woman said. That actually confused me more because this wooden face has no expressions at all. 

“I was out walking when the Abstract Expressionists attacked me. So my husband, our cat and our house were spared this disease” Of course, you know this is not who I really am.