Fly light

One quiet evening, a black and white furry spirit with dashes of pinky blue sneaks into your living room through the slightly ajar window. It's attracted by the sight of an orange goldfish swimming gracefully through hoops. You walk in to find the unusual sight, and with a gentle coo, you try to coax the ghostly cat close with a yarn ball that catches the light from the fish tank. The spirit, intrigued by the moving light of the laser pointer you suddenly turn on, cautiously approaches, its eyes fixating on the bright dot while ignoring the yarn ball for a moment.