In our household, we are not limited to species-specific behavior. Real dogs chew catnip.
And look who’s taken over my bed: our ditzy housemate, Creampuff. This bed is way too big for her but she’ll stay here forever, just to make me sleep somewhere else. Creampuff eats my food, too.
Unlike humans, we’re not having identity crises. “You’re comfortable with yourself,” my mom says approvingly.
She should know. She’s pretty comfortable herself, doing pretty much whatever she pleases most of the time.