Query: Where does cat hair go when it is expelled from The Smitty (copiously, obviously) and then vacuumed, swept, or otherwise inhaled by The Misters?
Since nothing disappears (but suffers a sea change, rich and strange, yo), then are The Smee’s hairs coalescing to form some great Taj Mahal of Smee hair? And if so, where?
Hair trackers have been deputed to follow the lissome trail of The Smee’s ephemeral leavings.
“We shall read their prophecies anon, yo.”
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