A day in my life...
I wake up before you, obviously—waiting (impatiently) for breakfast. Once you’re gone, I patrol the house, nap, and investigate things I probably shouldn’t.

Afternoons get interesting—zoomies, sunbeam lounging, maybe a battle with the vacuum. Funniest moment? The time I fell off a chair trying to steal your food and had to pretend it was on purpose.

By evening, I guilt-trip you for extra treats, then get my second wind (prime zoomie time). At night, I claim the best sleeping spot—yours.