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

you’re misunderstood.

So I didn’t argue.

I shut my laptop.

I sat on the floor.

Oscar approached, slow and cautious, and sat beside me—not on me, not for me, just near.

I didn’t touch him.

I just breathed.

And I thought about how terrifying it is, living in a culture that treats every “no” as a personal attack.

How many people get labeled “difficult” because continue reading …