You think he's your friend. You think you can rely on him to be there to comfort you when you're feeling down.
You think he will always be there when you need him.
But then, when you reach out your hand, he strikes.
Your hand burns, blood welling up from the scratch.
You give an anguished cry.
Why?
The cat merely lashes his tail and darts away, in no mood for pets nor explanations.
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