So I stayed at my aunt and uncle's for a couple of days while going to and from Centre Parks, as they only live a few minutes away from there and we hardly ever see them.
They have a black cat, called Olly. The last time I really saw it was when I was at their old flat, and he had been trained to stay indoors off the streets etc, so he was a shy little cat.
Now however, when I went to see them, he had grown to larger than any other cat than I'd ever seen. And was really really fucking scary. He hissed at my little brother several times and once cornered him in a room so I had to go and lift him out, and tried to bite my wrist.
So I have come to the conclusion that he is actually Basement Cat.
For one thing, he's got the Basement Cat look nailed.
Basement Cat
Olly, aka possible Basement Cat.
The possible scariest thing about him though is the way he watched you. I had to sleep in the office, which doesn't have a door just stairs leading upwards from the kitchen. So I couldn't shut the cat out, and as I was trying to get to sleep I opened my eyes and this is the first thing I saw :
Then, I got to sleep. And after a while woke up again upon hearing a creak, and I saw this :
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