Diary of a Quarantined Cat: Day 17

The more time I spend with the humans, the more I realize we have in common. Other than their fascination with the clicky boxes, we spend most days doing the same things: we sit by one window or another, eat our meals and then sleep. The snuggle one even naps with me during the day sometimes.

I wonder how different their lives were when they were outdoor humans. Did they feel more free? Did they appreciate the sun, or were they always worried about the outdoor shower? Are they indoor humans now because they want to be, or did another human lock them inside? They don't run out when the door is opened, so I think they've chosen this life. Why would they chose this life?