One thing I love about my feral cats. They’re not obsequious.
Don’t get me wrong. They’ll cry and beg and meow when they want food or want to be petted.
But at the end of the day this is the look they always give me: “Yes I may be a 10 pound blob of fur. And you’re a 200 pound human being on top of the food chain. But I relate to you as an equal. And don’t you forget it.”