What the Cat Dragged In


Jake had no love for cats. Especially the one in his home.

Of course, it wasn’t explicitly his cat. It was his roommate’s cat: a black and white stray that he’d adopted a number of years ago. But since his roommate was away for a few weeks, the cat was Jake’s responsibility.

Each day, he fed her, changed her water, cleaned out her litter box (with far more frequency than his roommate ever did). Small additions to his daily routine that didn’t actually require a lot of effort.

No, the real effort came at night, when the cat would get lonely.

It happened almost like clockwork. Around 3am, he’d hear her outside his bedroom door.

Mee-yow… mee-Yow… mee-YOW…

This plaintive, mewling cry that would grow more insistent the longer she was ignored. Occasionally interrupted by the sound of her scratching — the sadly beseeching


of her tiny claws scraping along the bottom edge of his door.

Jake was allergic to cats and preferred to keep his bedroom door closed but whenever her cries became unbearable to listen to, he’d open the door a crack. Just enough to allow her to nose her way through. He’d see her eyes glow green in the darkness right before she’d leap up onto his bed and curl up beside him. This purring lump of teeth and claws and hair. He’d wake up sneezing or covered in hives and no amount of over-the-counter antihistamines seemed to temper the aftermath, but it was often better than hearing her cry all night.

And so it went like this. Night after night, week after week.

Until one morning, the cat simply vanished.

Jake opened a can of cat food, assuming the sound would serve as her Pavlovian cue to creep out of hiding, but there was no response. Shrugging it off, he changed her water, cleaned out her litter box and headed off to work.

When he returned that evening, there was still no sign of her. Her food and water and litter box remained untouched. Slightly more alarmed (but not too alarmed because he understood that cats could be complete assholes sometimes) he poked around the small apartment. There weren’t many places she could hide and yet she still managed to find ways to disappear completely for stretches.

There was no sign of her, anywhere.

What would he tell his roommate when he returned?

That night was largely sleepless as he kept waiting to hear her plaintive cries and pleading scratching outside his bedroom door. But it was quiet all through the night.
The next morning, he changed her food and water and went off to work. She had to come out eventually, he reasoned.

At work, he searched the internet for advice on “hiding cats”. He learned that some cats hide when they’re hurt or scared or dying. (In a few forums, people half-jokingly posited that their cats could open portals to alternate dimensions.) The larger take-away seemed to be that this is just something that most cats do sometimes. They disappear and they return when it’s convenient for them. He tried to put it out of his mind.

When he returned home that night, the cat’s food bowl was empty. Her water dish was bone dry. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked around expectantly… but still couldn’t see her anywhere. He didn’t bother poking around for her. He’d lost enough sleep over her. In just a few more days, she’d be his roommate’s problem again.

That night, around 3am, he woke up to that familiar sound…

Mee-yow… mee-YOW…


He tuned it out as he allowed himself to drift off again. A small act of defiance: refusing to cater to the fickle whims of his roommate’s cat for one measly night.





Tonight, her mewling cries were almost like white noise, lulling him to sleep. He turned away from the door and found a cooler spot on his pillow to lay his head.


The entire door suddenly shuddered against the pounding force of whatever stood on the other side.

Jake was no longer asleep.

He sat up and stared at his bedroom door. For a while, it remained silent and he began to wonder if he had just imagin—


He approached the door and opened it…

… just a crack…

… and retreated to his bed with grim anticipation.

For a small eternity, nothing happened.

And then the door creaked open…

… and a pair of nocturnal eyes glowed through the darkness…

… much larger than the ones he was accustomed to seeing…

The familiar purring sound was replaced with something that sounded more like growling.

The creature stood up on scaly hind-legs and looked down upon him.

The cat had brought something back with it… from whatever unknowable dimension it had visited.

The creature leaped into his bed and curled up beside him. A heartbeat before long, exotic teeth sank into his throat, Jake imagined it was from Hell.

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  • Commented on September 11, 2013 at 12:10 pm

    Thank you, i have 3 cats. Thank you very much for the future nightmares. Very nice pasta 🙂

  • Commented on October 17, 2013 at 7:11 pm

    Dammit I have a cat

  • Commented on March 17, 2014 at 3:00 am

    Love cats, but after reading this I’m glad I have a dog… really great pasta…

  • Commented on March 28, 2014 at 12:30 am

    Great, great..that’s a..thats nice..i have two cats..thanks alot -.-

  • Commented on August 9, 2014 at 8:06 am

    Lovecraft warned us about the travels of cats.

  • Commented on February 12, 2015 at 5:39 pm

    Thanks a freaking lot… I have a pitch black cat…

  • Commented on February 22, 2015 at 5:02 am

    This just proves that cats hate us.

  • Commented on March 23, 2015 at 4:17 pm

    Great Pasta! I really loved it. 🙂

    Now, I better keep an eye on my two cats…

  • Commented on March 28, 2015 at 11:40 am

    This is exactly why you should always ‘cater to the fickle whims’ of felines. Or it is possible the cat was just trying to give Jake a friend he wasn’t allergic to. How thoughtful. Seriously, though.Cats are assholes.

  • Commented on March 28, 2015 at 11:42 am

    i was reading this aloud to my friend and when i got to the meow-ing part, my cat started up outside the door with the song of her people. She came in an listened to the rest. She is sitting on the bed, looking very smug right now.

  • Commented on May 12, 2015 at 11:18 am

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  • Commented on August 12, 2015 at 10:58 am

    great pasta 8/10 though not enough creepyness

  • Commented on August 27, 2015 at 6:32 pm

    I like warrior cats. Vote up this if you do to.

  • Commented on September 1, 2015 at 5:38 pm

    so cats are dimension jumping dick heads and dogs are quiet and will sneak up on you and scare the shit out of you im really glad i have a lizard until he starts fucking with me O.o

  • Cammy
    Commented on October 13, 2015 at 1:25 pm

    WAIT, THE CAT TURNS INTO A CREATURE FROM HELL? -.- talk about being out of ideas -.-

  • Commented on November 13, 2015 at 5:35 pm

    Now I have to wonder if my cats portal to another dimension is under my bed where he constantly hides from my screaming hooligans…eh kids.

  • Selena
    Commented on November 26, 2015 at 10:41 am

    Well… I have 6 cats.. They’re all on my bed right now. Oh boy.

  • Commented on December 1, 2015 at 8:25 pm

    So my cat likes to hide under the bed for hours at a time …
    Nice pasta 🙂

  • Commented on December 9, 2015 at 4:46 pm

    I wanna know so badly what the creature is and why it did that to Jake……why not like cats(unless, like in the pasta, you’re allergic) they’re cuddly and cute sometimes<3

  • Commented on December 9, 2015 at 7:44 pm

    Wow it’s not like I have a cat or anything like that.

  • The_One_Potatoe
    Commented on January 12, 2016 at 6:44 pm

    10/10 very good indeed =3

  • Commented on July 30, 2016 at 1:11 pm

    I’m a dog person but cats are still fine. I know someone that has 18 cats and now I will be scared every time I go there! 4.67/5 nice job.

  • Commented on December 19, 2016 at 7:52 pm

    I love the story, but what do you mean by exotic teeth?

  • Commented on April 26, 2017 at 1:44 pm

    I have a cat… And, yes. I DO know where he came from.

  • wesliexflowers
    Commented on February 20, 2020 at 7:40 pm

    Uhh this made me realize.. one cat is beside me snoring and the other.. uhh..

  • Jaimee
    Commented on January 28, 2021 at 4:25 pm


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