I wanna be your pet.
I wanna be needy, looked after, taken care of.
I wanna be less than human, unable to talk or stand or sit on the furniture.
I wanna be feisty, nip and your ankles and be reprimanded for it.
I wanna push the limits, see how much you’ll allow me to get away with.
I wanna learn tricks, be scratched behind the ear or patted on the head when I learn correctly.
I wanna be your source of joy, entertainment, and companionship from my place on the floor.
I know these feels, so, so well.