I know that look. My grandpa used to get that look when he would have WWII Normandy Beach flashbacks.
He used to tell us that the ocean was red that day, becsuse so many people were cut down dead in the water before they barely even had a chance to run out of the landing boats. He’d just shake and shake with this look on his face as he whispered out in pain the names of his friends he lost that day.
I know that look. My grandpa used to get that look when he would have WWII Normandy Beach flashbacks.
He used to tell us that the ocean was red that day, becsuse so many people were cut down dead in the water before they barely even had a chance to run out of the landing boats. He’d just shake and shake with this look on his face as he whispered out in pain the names of his friends he lost that day.
Did your cat storm Normandy Beach, OP?
No, just too many days of dinner being late. You know, irreversible psychological damage.
And I can’t take credit for the pic, I don’t have a cat cause my husband is allergic, so I live vicariously through cat pics I find online 😭