Cage 42 Oscar: The Cat Who Turned My Apartment Into a Trial

I heard myself say something I didn’t plan to say.

“Because I’m not returning him like a broken product,” I said.

Silence fell for half a second.

Then Mark chuckled, but it wasn’t warm.

“Man,” he said, “you’re really making this dramatic. It’s a cat.”

I swallowed.

In my head, I saw Cage 42.

The bleach smell. The tired volunteer. The file with the words “Aggressive.continue reading …