Today's OneWord: Arch

I felt like a cat, so I arched my back, and I yawned and it turned into a yowl. I was eager for some milk, though, come to think of it, milk would be a lot better with cookies. So I jogged out to my car, drove to the grocery store, and bought a whole pack of peanut butter oreos to dunk into a hefty, majestic glass of dairy goodness.

As I was chewing, my real cat, Nibbles, pranced up to me and arched his own back. I meowed at him. He meowed back.