I lived with three cats for several years. One of them deliberately worked to drive her owner (Cara, my girlfriend at the time) insane by pretending to teleport. The cat – Stripe – would sneak up behind Cara when she was standing in the middle of a room reading a book, jump up, tap Cara on the back of her shoulder then race out of sight before Cara could turn around to see who was there. But more specifically, Chewy and Equinox are still working to bring Cthulhu to this plane.
That’s what my wife says when I ask if she’s carrying cash.