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Sep. 17th, 2026 08:33 pmI don't know how much longer I can go on like this.
The First Friday Forum at the museum had gotten downright contentious. There were always folks with strong opinions and those who liked to stir the pot—but I cannot remember any time that there was actual yelling, or tears. It was even worse than the time the museum had lost their National Endowment for the Humanities grant because of a clerical error on the renewal form. The community was beginning to fracture, and though no one knew it, it was my fault.
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The first time it happened, I was half convinced it was a fever dream. How else does one rationalize waking up to discover they’ve grown a cat head in the middle of the night? I never intended to get the museum tangled up in my personal problems. It was more that I panicked, and it seemed like something they would be interested in. So, I carefully removed it from my shoulder, packed it up, and sent it off.
I regretted it almost immediately.
Yet, when it happened again months later, I did the same thing.
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It was about a year later that the exhibit opened. Three mysterious, disembodied cat heads in a glass display case were now available for public viewing. The interpretive labels indicated that they were an “anonymous gift,” and noted that they were perfectly preserved despite no evidence of known embalming or taxidermy techniques.
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The worst part was that there was no way of knowing when another would arrive. It wasn’t like a menstrual cycle where you can plan to wear your black trousers and replenish your tampon supply in advance. Believe me, I started obsessively logging everything in my life I could think of: food intake, stress, exercise habits, when I had sex, how many hours of sleep I got, what birds I saw that day. There was no correlation. It was one hundred percent unpredictable. Do you know how hard it is to date under these circumstances? There was even one time that I was sure it was over, because I went two years without any felid growths. Alas, my living nightmare always returned.
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So, the collection grew. Eventually there was an entire hall of disembodied cat heads — tigers, calicos, soft grays and sleek blacks and crisp whites. Each one flawlessly formed and perfectly proportioned. By now they’d used a variety of scanning techniques to study the specimens, but still had learned very little. At least one graduate student had written their thesis on them. And while it was a popular exhibit, which drew a steady stream of visitors (and thus provided a steady stream of revenue), the larger it grew, the more it attracted other attention.
Initially it was just one young woman with a hand-drawn placard protesting what she viewed as animal cruelty. The museum issued a press release explaining that there was no evidence of any of the heads having ever been attached to any sort of spinal structure. They had made quite sure before opening the exhibit that no actual cats had been beheaded. Unfortunately, that just drew more attention. Soon that lone woman was a full-fledged picket line. That was when the museum board announced that this month the First Friday Forum would be dedicated entirely to discussing the Feline Fascinations exhibit.
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Within a week, in addition to the protestors, there were also counterprotestors. The counterprotestors mostly held signs in support of the museum, although a few seemed to simply be contrarians. Law enforcement was brought in to ensure that patrons could safely enter the facility. A local news affiliate sent their satellite van and a small crew to report from the scene.
In the midst of the chaos, a little girl dropped her stuffed animal (of course it was a cat). One of the protestors grabbed it from the ground and hoisted it into the air, yelling something that was completely unintelligible over the din of the crowd. Someone else snatched it away, triggering an impromptu and aggressive game of keep away that didn’t end until someone was handcuffed for knocking over the chief of police.
I don’t know if the girl ever got her toy back.
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I called one of those anonymous mental health lines. I didn’t tell them the specifics, of course. Just the years of shame and self-loathing I’d been feeling, and how that was now mixed with guilt for how my “problem” was spilling into the community. We talked about how secrets have a way of growing out of control. They suggested that I might feel better if I stopped trying to hide.
It was sound advice; the thing is, I don’t want to become the thing that is studied.
Maybe I can just bury them in the woods, instead.
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Date: 2026-09-18 12:21 pm (UTC)While there has not been anything quite this bizarre in my small town, I do help to admin a local Facebook community and can assure you that people treat all manner of ridiculous things very seriously. See also: working in higher education.
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Date: 2026-09-18 03:57 pm (UTC)I mean, there are plenty of ideas swirling around in here, amongst the absurdity.
I'm glad that you enjoyed it.
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Date: 2026-09-19 11:12 am (UTC)I'm so glad that people have enjoyed my weird, absurd little story. In my house, we all tell each other lots of preposterous little tales because we are all very weird and silly people. I decided that I wanted to bring a little of that into my writing over here.
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Date: 2026-09-19 08:55 pm (UTC)I totally get the line "I don't want to become the thing that is studied." One might be unique, but when one is studied, somehow, that seems to rob us of our humanity. Then the focus is "the rare problem" rather than ...adjusting around it.
Your entry is really making me think. Thank you!
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Date: 2026-09-19 10:39 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2026-09-20 04:09 am (UTC)So, I carefully removed it from my shoulder,
Um, OUCH!!!
This was fun.
Dan
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Date: 2026-09-20 07:55 pm (UTC)So, I did think about the removal, and ultimately started to imagine it as being similar to an episode of the X-Files called "Humbug" with a character named Lanny with a smaller conjoined twin that could detach himself from the body. Or possibly how lizards can drop their tails to escape predators... so a little uncomfortable, but nothing too gory because I'm super uncomfortable with blood.
I'm glad you thought it was fun.
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Date: 2026-09-20 08:03 pm (UTC)This was really fun to read! <3
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Date: 2026-09-20 09:56 pm (UTC)There are so many different ways that people "deal" with their problems. Some of us try to research and find answers, and others ... do whatever this is.
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Date: 2026-09-21 02:20 am (UTC)And in any protest scenario, aren't there always, ultimately, contrarians? They just can't help themselves.
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Date: 2026-09-21 05:06 am (UTC)But indeed, if I was living out this kind of scenario, I also wouldn't want to be studied. XD
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Date: 2026-09-22 12:44 am (UTC)Finding similarities to the Addams Family is quite flattering. Thank you.
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Date: 2026-09-23 11:01 am (UTC)That feeling of not being in control of what your body does, and how that can affect one and restrict one's life, was well captured.
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Date: 2026-09-26 01:43 pm (UTC)And yeah, personal problems spilling over into the community is absolutely a guilt trip.
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