I don’t know how she does it. One minute she’s loafed up like a bread roll, the next she’s sprawled across the couch like she owns the place (she does). There’s something about watching your pet sleep that just hits different—like, all the chaos pauses for a second and you get this tiny, perfect moment of peace. Sometimes I wonder what she dreams about. Chasing imaginary bugs? Plotting to knock over my water glass again? Either way, seeing her curled up, paws twitching, is my daily serotonin boost. Anyone else feel weirdly honored when your pet chooses to nap next to you? Like, out of all the places in the world, they picked your lap. That’s love, right? Or maybe I’m just a glorified heated pillow. Either way, I’ll take it. #PetLife #CatLove #SleepingPets #Pets