His brother's cat had always disliked him.

He had hissed at him since the very first moment his brother had took it home as a kitty.

It had been only almost two years later that it stopped: no more scratches when trying to fed it, no more bolting away when he had tried to pet it.

"See? It has finally warmed up to you!" His brother had exclaimed the first time the cat had let him scratch under its chin. He could only answer with an incredulous "about time".

Too bad it had only lasted a couple months, after which the cat had begun with his hate parade towards him again.

It should have been expected, after all:

the cat had been the only one in the apartment able to see the menacing figure come back to follow closely behind the guy's back.