barryqwalsh
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I brought him to the sheltered park across the street, under some large trees. I found a four-foot stump to sit on. First, he stayed in my lap. Soon, he was walking around, smelling. Then he lifted his tail with confidence, and led me to the next tree. He rubbed himself on it. He rolled around in the leaves, reveling. White tourists exclaimed in German accents and took photos from a distance without asking – of the cat. They paid no mind to his trans, non-binary human. Then Monk found the bushes, with the sounds of the birds and who-knows-what rodents rustling in the underbrush, and all of a sudden he was walking me. I’ve never seen him so alive.
Not bad for a first walk, I thought. We had survived.
I thought I'd be embarrassed to walk my cat, but turns out we both love it | Luke Stavrand Woolf