My Cats’ Daily Battle for the Throne
Every morning, like clockwork, my two cats stage a dramatic showdown for the only sunlit chair in the apartment. It’s less Game of Thrones, more WWE—fur flying, tails puffed, and the occasional dramatic flop to guilt-trip me into intervening.
You’d think after months of this, they’d learn to share, but no. The chair is sacred. The loser sulks on the floor, casting betrayed glances my way, as if I personally orchestrated their downfall. I’ve tried adding more chairs, but apparently, only the one with the perfect sunbeam counts.
Honestly, I admire their commitment. If I fought this hard for my spot on the couch, maybe I’d get more respect around here. Until then, I’m just the referee in the world’s fluffiest turf war. Anyone else’s pets treat furniture like it’s a royal inheritance?
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