I’m a Witch and I Have the Cat to Prove It

Is there something to this manifesting thing?

Kitty Boy, the manifested cat, helping put up the Christmas tree

No one can tell me I can’t have a cat…

Those are the words I wrote in a story about buying my first house as a single woman back in August. Now mind you, the last cat who owned me died about sixteen years ago and I was in no way trying to adopt a new pet. My household consists of me, my two daughters (ages eighteen and…