The Important Thing

Max is my friend, and he happens to me a cat. He was a feral baby, but we've known each other for seven years and he trusts me now, as long as I don't move suddenly.

I feed Max even though he doesn't work; even though I'm poor. Sometimes he asks me for something extra: a belly rub. I rub his belly because I love him. That's the important thing between Max & me.