Sometimes I look at my cat and wonder if I’m just an unpaid butler in her five-star resort. She wakes up at noon, stretches like she’s prepping for a yoga class, and demands breakfast with a single, judgmental meow. While I’m hustling to make rent, she’s sunbathing in the best spot by the window, not a care in the world. She gets gourmet meals (okay, expensive kibble), daily massages (head scratches), and a personal entertainment system (me, with a laser pointer). Meanwhile, I’m over here Googling ‘how to manage stress’ while she’s living her best, stress-free life. Sometimes I think I should just swap places with her. But then again, who else would open her food packets? Anyone else feel like their pet is the real boss of the house? #PetLife #CatOwners #LivingTheDream #Pets