I have to keep buying name tags for my cat. Every few months she comes home without her collar, having lost it who-knows-where.

After the apocalypse, a metal-detectorist-cum-amateur-archaeologist will find them all, and conclude that they were symbols of worship for a very local household god.

They would not be entirely wrong.


Every day my cat comes back with different name tags.
After I remove them, they disappeared the next day.
Nobody believed me. Not even after I locked a few into my safe. They think I bought them.

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