Христина

Help is to lie exactly where I'm going. Every time.

For a week, it stands open in the middle of the room, and no one puts anything in it. This way, the cat stops thinking of it as a trap.

I only took it out before going to the doctor. The cat made the only logical conclusion—and he was right.

My alarm goes off at 6:40. The cat gets up at 6:38 and sits right on my chest—just to be sure. Next on the schedule: his breakfast, my coffee (we share the view from the window fairly), the sweater I was going to wear, but he's already taken. At 8:10, we say goodbye at the door. He pretends not to care, but he sees me out every time. Who's boss here anyway is an open question.

A rap beat to a short vertical video: the blogger's cat dances to hip-hop

He reacts to me getting up from the couch. Everything else is his improvisation.

A black lop-eared cat who doesn't meow. I'll tell you how we came to an agreement without words.

A ball, a ball of paper, a red dot, a box, and a feather on a string—that's his weekly entertainment list. The most expensive of these costs zero hryvnias: the delivery box keeps him entertained longer than any purchased toy. And what do you give your cat when he demands attention precisely when you have no time?