I'm owned by my cats.
They are quite evil really. Using their cute furry faces to get their way. I think I might be suffering from Stockholm syndrome.
Let me present you with some evidence.
I can't use my bathroom sink.
The sink is occupied!
I didn't realize how bad it's gotten until I went to brush my teeth last night.
Me: Enters bathroom, sees Mr. Binx in the sink
Mr. Binx: lifts head and looks at me.
Me: Ok I'll go brush my teeth in the kitchen. You look very cute.
And then I went and brushed my teeth in the kitchen sink. I mean really? It's like some kind of kitty mind control. Why else would I clean up their poop and pee and vomit, and let them use my sink as their cat bed?