How My Roommate’s Cat Stole My Heart

I used to think I was a dog person. Then my roommate moved in with her Scottish Fold, and everything changed. At first, I was convinced this cat hated me—she’d glare at me from her perch on the couch, ears folded, eyes judging. But then came the night I got dumped. As I sat on the floor, ugly-crying into a pizza box, she silently hopped into my lap and started purring like a tiny, judgmental engine. Now, she follows me around the apartment, demands chin scratches, and occasionally brings me her toy mouse as if I’m supposed to know what to do with it. I still don’t understand cats, but I think I get her. Or maybe she just tolerates me because I’m the only one who shares snacks. Either way, I’m officially a cat person now. Sorry, dogs. #ScottishFold #CatLife #PetLove #Pets #Cats