Let me try out my remote viewing skills,
I can clearly see you living in the gutter harboring very dark thoughts and dying a painful death from rabies.
I think it'd be funnier than Hell if the subway cat, who does in fact need to find a new home, ends up in a shelter run by the Assemblies of God, her
bete noire for some peculiar irrational reason.
<<<not a member of the Assembly of God, but know some people who are, and they're perfectly fine people.
She's obsessed with a hatred of them; she refuses to understand they're trying to help her.
I think that's where the subway cat belongs; in a shelter run by people trying to help her.