It was a boy !

After several months, I discovered yesterday that my cat… is actually a male cat.

Yes, you read that right.

When it appeared in my life and decided to stay in my apartment, I assumed it was female. I bought him his things, called him "female i cat" for months, and it never occurred to me to question it too much. Until yesterday, due to a series of circumstances, I found out that he's actually male. And to make the story even better, he's also neutered.

I don't know what makes me laugh more: having been wrong for so long or realizing that he never felt the need to correct me. I guess for him, nothing changed. He still sleeps wherever he wants, follows me around the house as if he's lived here his whole life, and acts like the rightful owner of the apartment. The only one surprised in this whole story was me.