Last night, I learned that sleep is optional—at least according to my cat. Between 2 and 5 a.m., she decided the hallway was her personal racetrack, my toes were enemy combatants, and the kitchen counter was a forbidden land she simply had to conquer. Fast forward to this morning: I’m running on caffeine fumes, and she’s curled up in a sunbeam, snoring like she didn’t just host the feline Olympics at 3 a.m. The audacity! I swear, the more chaos she causes, the more angelic she looks when she finally crashes. Anyone else have a pet who acts like a tiny tornado at night and then transforms into a sleeping cherub by day? I love her, but I’m starting to think she’s plotting my downfall—one sleepless night at a time. #PetLife #CatProblems #SleepDeprived #Pets