Every morning, without fail, my cat launches herself onto my chest like she’s trying to restart my heart. She’ll knead my shirt, purr like a tiny engine, and stare at me with those big, unblinking eyes. It’s her way of saying, “Wake up, human, and feed me.” But honestly? I wouldn’t trade it for anything. There’s something hilarious and weirdly comforting about knowing that, out of all the places in the world, she chooses to smother me with affection (and fur) at 6AM. Some people get breakfast in bed; I get a 4kg furball doing biscuits on my sternum. I used to think pets just wanted food, but now I’m convinced they have their own secret ways of saying ‘I love you’—even if it means sacrificing my sleep and my favorite T-shirt. Anyone else’s pet have a love language that’s equal parts adorable and mildly inconvenient? #PetLife #CatLove #MorningRoutine #Pets