2012

"She's back." Blaine is staring at the cat.

"Look at her. I mean, not really, since you're dead. But if you were alive you would see that she has fluffy paws, hazel eyes, short tail… She's a cute, grey tabby cat. Oh you would love her!

By the way, Sue Sylvester helping us out with certain props for our Nationals performance? Hell no.

But back to the cat. She's adorable. Or he. But strangely enough, I know she's a she. Maybe if I just-" he tries to reach out, but the cat jumps off the tombstone. "Or maybe not." Blaine is disappointed. He loves cats.

He loves animals.

Well, maybe he's not that fond of rats after Thad's snuck inside his dorm and ate one of his pair of shoes, but maybe Thad's rat is an exception. He shouldn't condemn all rats because of that rat's actions.

The cat might like Thad's rat. She could stop him from eating people's belongings.

"The cat just jumped off your tombstone, but she's still staring at me," Blaine stares back, "She's quite adorable. Let me try agai- and she's running off. Well, okay then."