So, I brought my cat home from the vet, and now he’s just sitting across the room, staring at me like I personally betrayed him. No meows, no purring—just this intense, unblinking gaze that says, “I know what you did.” It’s been almost two hours. I’ve tried apologizing, bribing him with treats, even pulling out the laser pointer. Nothing. He’s not mad, he’s just… disappointed. Honestly, I’m starting to feel guilty for something I know was for his own good. How do pets manage to make us feel like the villain when we’re just trying to help? Anyone else’s fur baby hold a grudge this long? Or is mine just an Oscar-worthy drama queen? If you need me, I’ll be over here, being silently judged by a 10-pound ball of fluff. #PetLife #CatDrama #VetVisit #Pets