The Cat Who Walks Through Walls.

When I was a kid I was a fan of all things Science Fiction.

As a matter of fact I still am. I love to read, I love to write, and I love to watch movies. Anything involving future worlds, dystopias, spaceships, lasers, torrid fantasy love affairs on a deserted alien planet.

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I love all of it.

It doesn't matter if it got a 4.2 on IMDb. The chances are I'm going to enjoy it if there's a spaceship and a faraway planet.

I think I was about 12 years old when I really got into Robert Heinlein.

Now here is a very prolific author that has written quite a few interesting and exciting novels. The Cat Who Walks Through Walls is not one of his better works.

I do remember enjoying it when I first read it. However, I reread it a few years ago and found it to be kind of trite.

I guess not every book by every famous author is absolutely essential to his reading list.

The reason I bring this book up is because there is a cat in my house right now. In fact there are several. My roommate is an avid cat enthusiast.

I like the cats for the most part, but they can be a real pain in the butt.... especially this one particular cat that keeps ending up in my room despite the fact that I close the door every time I turn around. I cannot even begin to understand how he keeps getting in here.

It seems as if he's using some kind of magic, or just has the ability to walk through walls like the cat in Heinlein's book did.

If I recall correctly, the reason that cat could walk through walls was simply based on the fact that he didn't understand that he wasn't supposed to be able to walk through walls.

If that is the case then it makes perfect sense how that cat keeps getting in here.

It's still pretty annoying though.

So there you have my story of The Cat Who Walks Through Walls.