Happy Gotcha Day, Human!
I remember the day you brought me home.
You looked nervous. I pretended not to care.
You showed me where I’d sleep. I ignored it.
You offered treats. I refused them. Then ate three when you weren’t looking.
But beneath all that careful chaos... something clicked.
I didn’t just get a roof. I got you.
Your voice. Your weird routine. The blanket you keep pretending isn’t mine.
You say it’s my “Gotcha Day.”
But here’s the truth, Human:
I got you.
And I’d get you again.
You who buys the boring food but sneaks the good stuff under the table.
You who lets me sit on your laptop and then says, “Alright, ten more minutes.”
You who stayed, even when it was hard.
So yes... happy Gotcha Day.
You got me.
But more importantly, I got you.
And I’m keeping you.
With all my fur and crumbs and devotion,
[PET NAME]
🐾 Official Chooser of Humans
