Living up to my magical name

Well, my mom was very impressed by my magical abilities a few days ago. It actually took her a minute to decide that it was all a clever illusion, and not REAL magic. Not supposed to let Muggles see us do REAL magic, you know ;) Not saying if it was or wasn't 'cause I don't want to get into trouble with the Ministry of Magic.

Our den, where mom spends most of her time, used to be a patio. When mom's sister and her husband closed it in many years ago, they didn't take down the sliding glass doors, intending to do that later. Of course, it never got done, but mom has found them convenient when she needs to do something out there (like eat in peace) and doesn't want to be swarmed by us cats.

Since it used to be an outside wall, the window to the half bath is also still there, and mom always leaves it open as a secondary escape route from the den to the rest of the house. Hence lies the "magic"...

Every time she tries to get Sauda inside, me and Raven try to get *outside* so mom puts us on the other side of those big sliding glass doors so she doesn't have to worry about us while she's trying to coax Little Evil into the house. She did this one night last week. You can imagine her shock and surprise when she looked down to find me brushing against her leg, trying to get my nose into the partially closed screen door. I've never REALLY tried to go outside, but she's afraid I might, and since I've been an indoor only cat since she took me from my catmom's side, she's afraid I might get lost.

Anyway! She looked around, and Raven was still sitting on the other side of the glass doors, meowing to be let back in. "Can you walk through glass, Sirius? What pocket do you keep your wand in?" she asked me as she picked me up...then she realized, "O! He went around and came in through the open bathroom window!" She was relieved to have an explanation...

But *did* I really...or can I walk through glass? I'll never tell....

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