Let’s talk about my dog, Max, who’s convinced he pays rent here. Every evening, I come home hoping to claim my spot on the couch. But Max? He’s already there, sprawled out like a king, remote under his paw, giving me that look: "You can sit on the floor, human." I tried reasoning with him. I even offered treats to lure him off. No luck. He just blinks slowly, like he’s considering my offer, then yawns and stretches even further across the cushions. I’m starting to think I’m just a guest in his house. Honestly, I wouldn’t have it any other way. There’s something comforting about having a furry dictator who demands belly rubs and steals my snacks. Pets really do run the show—and we wouldn’t trade it for anything. Anyone else living under the rule of a four-legged tyrant? #Pets #Cats #PetLife