So this morning, I walk into the kitchen and find my cat, Luna, sitting in the middle of the counter like she owns the place. Oatmeal everywhere. I mean, she’s got oats stuck to her whiskers, the pot is tipped over, and she’s just purring like she’s done me a favor. Apparently, breakfast is now a team sport, and Luna is the MVP. I guess I should be grateful she didn’t go for the coffee too. Anyone else’s pet treat the kitchen like their personal buffet? I tried to scold her, but she just blinked at me and started licking her paws, like, “You’re welcome, human.” Honestly, I’m starting to think she’s running this house. If anyone has tips for keeping a food-obsessed furball out of your breakfast, please share. Or just tell me I’m not alone in this chaos. #PetProblems #CatLife #BreakfastFail #Pets