How I Became Roommates with a Feral Cat
So, there’s this cat. Not the fluffy, Instagrammable kind—more like a streetwise, scar-faced legend who’s survived more winters than I’ve had bad hair days. He started showing up at my door, eyeing my groceries like he was Gordon Ramsay and I was the next kitchen disaster.
I told myself, "Don’t feed him, you’ll get attached." Naturally, I caved on day two. Now, he’s basically my landlord. He doesn’t purr, he grunts. He doesn’t cuddle, he supervises. But when he shows up, battered and proud, I can’t help but feel like I’m part of his survival story.
I guess I’m not just feeding a stray; I’m earning the approval of the toughest cat on the block. And honestly? That feels better than any pet store adoption ever could.
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