Catchy YouTube Title: 5 Signs Your Cat Thinks It’s Royalty (And You’re Its Servant!)

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Your cat didn’t just saunter into your life, they arrived riding a gilded chariot of demands. The first sign of entitlement is gourmet snobbery: your once-eager eater now inspects every morsel as though it’s a lab experiment. Regular kibble earns a disdainful paw swipe, while only the finest pâté or human-grade seafood will satiate that refined palate. You find yourself scouring boutique pet shops after every dramatic “I refuse” performance.

Next up is Personal Valet Syndrome, where your daily routine revolves entirely around feline whims. A simple meow becomes an imperial command to open doors, fluff pillows, or provide immediate lap service. Ignore it at your peril, you’ll discover water glasses knocked over in protest and strategic fur deposits placed on your workspace. Your calendar morphs into a series of feline appointments, each more demanding than the last.

Meanwhile, Luxury Turf Claim makes cardboard boxes and old towels obsolete. Your cat stakes ownership over silk scarves, velvet cushions, and any freshly laundered garment you leave unattended. They’ll patrol these high-end perches with regal insistence, circling until you concede and vacate the spot. You quickly learn that if it’s comfortable or expensive, it’s their throne by default.

As if that weren’t enough, your cat has mastered Social Media Star Moves, pretending to strut for an audience of adoring fans (aka your houseguests). A calculated slow blink, a perfectly timed stretch mid-photo, or a runway-worthy saunter across the room becomes part of their charm offensive. They know exactly how adorable they look on camera and will bat at your phone until you snap and share every clip. Forget to post their latest performance, and you’ll face a cold shoulder of disdain.

Finally, you meet the Master Negotiator in treat time. What used to be a joyful routine now resembles a high-stakes hostage negotiation: organic, grain-free kibble? Check. A flowing water fountain? Check. Mandatory massage sessions? Check. Your cat holds purrs and affection hostage until every clause is met, then bestows a single, ignited purr before vanishing to inspect their new royal decrees. At this point, you realize, they don’t just live in your home; they rule it.