Ever had a pet who’s convinced they run the show? Meet my cat, Sir Whiskers. He’s got this whole routine: dramatic sighs when I’m late with dinner, judgmental stares if I dare to sit in his spot, and a meow that could shame a foghorn. Last night, I caught him perched on my laptop, probably updating his secret blog about my incompetence. I tried to reclaim my keyboard—he responded by flopping over, belly up, as if to say, "You work for me now." Honestly, it’s like living with a tiny, furry CEO. I’m just here to pay rent and open cans. But, when he curls up next to me and purrs like a broken engine, I remember why I put up with his diva attitude. Pets: they drive us nuts, but we wouldn’t trade them for anything. Anyone else got a bossy furball running their life? #PetLife #CatBoss #FurryCEO #Pets