My Cat Greets Me Upside Down Every Time
Every time I drag my suitcase through the door, my cat, Muffin, is already on the couch—belly up, paws in the air, looking like he’s auditioning for a yoga class I never signed him up for. I don’t know if it’s his way of saying, “Welcome home!” or just, “Feed me, peasant.” Either way, the upside-down greeting is now tradition.
I’ve tried to get a normal hello—maybe a dignified head bump or a polite meow. Nope. Muffin insists on flopping over like a furry pancake, staring at me with those big eyes that say, “You left me, but I forgive you… if snacks are involved.”
Anyone else’s pet have a weird welcome-home ritual? I swear, it’s like living with a tiny, judgmental roommate who only communicates through interpretive dance. But honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
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