How many times can one person be denied their occupancy?

Many.

Many, many times.

I, for a long while, thought I was being stalked by an owl. I thought this sad, lonely creature was stalking me.... He had a way of howling at the moment of my most immanent sadness.

I came home one night and he was there... lonely, howling, stalking, miserable -- just like me.

No, he wasn't.... Because it wasn't an owl: it was a morning dove.

How unfortunate is it to realize that the creature, the wanted creature you believed was stalking you, was not, in fact, the sexy predatory owl, but the tenderhearted morning dove.

THE MORNING FUCKING DOVE.

I have believed in many things is my life.... But this was the worst.