My piece “My Elderly Cat is Texting Me” in Little Old Lady Comedy starts, “I heard the blankets rustle, are you awake?”
This is ESSENTIALLY nonfiction. It took about a month to figure out that the cat wanted me to sit with him while he ate at 2 AM because he was scared. Do I now do this every night? Yes. I do. Cats are jerks, but they are adorable jerks.