SACHIN N.

I am a proud cat dad, and honestly, it’s one of the best roles I’ve ever had. My days don’t start with an alarm clock—they start with soft paws on my face, loud meows for breakfast, and the occasional wrestling match with a kitten who thinks the curtains are a climbing gym. Life with cats isn’t quiet or predictable, but that’s exactly what makes it so special. I’ve learned that being a cat dad means paying attention to the little things: the way a tail flicks when they’re annoyed, the slow blink that feels like a secret code for love, or the zoomies that turn the house into a racetrack at midnight. I don’t just feed and clean up after them—I celebrate their quirks, laugh at their mischief, and soak in those calm moments when they curl up and purr against me. To me, my cats aren’t just pets; they’re family. They teach me patience, remind me to slow down, and bring joy to even the toughest days. Being a cat dad isn’t just something I do—it’s part of who I am, and I wouldn’t trade the chaos, the fur, or the love for anything else.