Held Hostage by a Purring Overlord

Can someone send help? My plans for productivity have been completely derailed by a tiny, fuzzy dictator—my cat. She’s not just sitting on my lap; she’s sprawled across me like she owns the place (she does). Every time I try to move, she gives me that look—equal parts betrayal and pure feline judgment. I have snacks just out of reach, my phone’s about to die, and my legs are numb, but I’m trapped by the softest, loudest purr engine in existence. Is this what Stockholm syndrome feels like? Because honestly, I don’t even want to escape. Anyone else out there a prisoner of their pet’s affection? Or is it just me, typing this with one hand while the other is pinned under a very satisfied ball of fur? #CatLife #PetProblems #TortieTakeover #Pets #Cats