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

was waiting in the hallway like always.

He blinked at me.

I blinked back.

And for a moment, the building and work and all the opinions outside my door faded.

Then, as if the universe wanted to test me, there was a knock.

Not Davis.

Not sharp.

A hesitant tap.

I froze.

Oscar’s ears tilted forward.

I walked to the door and looked through the peephole.

A woman stood continue reading …