When Your Cat Thinks You’re a Mattress

Sometimes I wonder if my cat, Luna, genuinely loves me or just sees me as a conveniently warm piece of furniture. Every evening, without fail, she climbs onto the couch, does a few dramatic circles, and then plops her head right onto my arm. Not next to me—on me. Like I’m some kind of deluxe, human-shaped pillow. I try to move, but she gives me that look: the one that says, "You wouldn’t dare." So I sit there, arm slowly going numb, scrolling through my phone with my free hand, because obviously, Luna’s comfort comes first. It’s a small price to pay for those little moments of trust. Or maybe she’s just figured out the ultimate way to keep me still. Either way, I’m not complaining. (Okay, maybe just a little.) #PetLife #CatOwners #Relatable #Pets