So, like many, many years ago, I still talk to cats. They are the only company around, sometimes for whole days. Pikec is one of the oldest cats around my home. His parents and siblings, as well as his children, were poisoned, killed or taken away (probably one of my neighbors knows well where to). I think it was once in December when he disappeared for a few days. Then he returned with a top of his right ear missing. He became a girl! One of the neighbors obviously took him to the vet's to be castrated. Now he wants to cuddle all day long. I smile when I see him, he has changed a lot.
This is what we, human beings do. We change the worlds of others so that our egos can be fed. If the world doesn't turn around as we wish, we become depressed and discontented. It is not easy to step off such world but it is possible. With lots and lots of effort. But we are usually lazy, aren't we? At least I am.