After a tiring day, You open the door to your house and see a spectacular view....

Toilet paper strewn across the floor, pillows and blankets scattered haphazardly, and furniture overturned. Amidst the chaos, the culprit responsible, Misha now sleeps peacefully on a pile of cushions, resembling a baby amidst the chaos she made.

Misha: ZzzZzz.... Me..ow... purrrr.....ZzzZzz..... nnnooo... not there..... my fatty tuna....(-⁠ω⁠-)zZzZ