Why My Cat Is My Therapist (And Boss)

Let’s be real: my cat runs my life. She’s got a PhD in emotional manipulation and specializes in the silent treatment when I’m late with dinner. But honestly, I wouldn’t trade her for anything. When the world feels like it’s on fire, she’s there—judging me from the windowsill, occasionally blessing me with a headbutt. She doesn’t care about my deadlines or my existential dread. She just wants snacks and sunbeams. Somehow, that’s exactly the kind of perspective I need. People say pets are just animals, but mine is basically my emotional support system with fur. She’s taught me patience, humility, and how to open treat bags one-handed. So here’s to the pets who keep us grounded, make us laugh, and remind us that sometimes, the best therapy is a warm purr (or a cold nose). #PetLove #CatTherapy #FurryFriends #Pets