I was asked the other days (at a work gathering) what my “spirit animal” would be. I played it off and got out of answering.

But I’ve been thinking about it.

I’m going to go with …

Cat.

I may let you scratch me behind the ears from time to time. But mostly I just want to be left alone … unless I’m hungry.

I’m sure there are downsides to being a house cat. But some days it sounds way better than being suck in this stupid human body.