A cat is like a fuzzy, tiny lion that forgot how to roar but still thinks it’s the ruler of everything. It has the grace of a majestic dancer, unless it’s tripping over nothing. It spends most of its time plotting world domination from the sunniest spot in the house, occasionally pausing to knock items off tables for fun. When it’s not sleeping for 20 hours straight, it can be found staring at invisible things or chasing after its own tail with a look of utter confusion. Its meow is a high-pitched demand for snacks, and its purring is basically a tiny motorboat humming its way into your heart.