Adopted a Furry Roommate—Send Help

So, I did a thing: brought home a cat. Not just any cat, but a tiny, judgmental furball who’s already claimed my favorite chair and has zero respect for personal space. I thought I was adopting a pet, but apparently, I’ve just become staff. Day one: she stared at me like I owed her rent. Day two: she knocked over my coffee and then had the audacity to nap in the sunbeam like she owns the place. I’m not sure if I’m her human or just an unpaid butler at this point. But honestly? I wouldn’t trade her for anything. Even if she does wake me up at 3AM for no reason except chaos. Anyone else’s pet run their life, or is it just me? #CatLife #PetAdoption #FurryFriends #Pets