🐾 Hiro’s Diary – “If I Fits, I Sits”

Today was a revelation. I, Hiro the Elegant, the Regal, the Supreme, have discovered a throne most unexpected: the mop bucket.

At first glance, “this thing” appeared mundane. A peasant’s tool. But upon further inspection—and a daring leap—I nestled in. And lo! It hugs my majesty’s figure just right. The curve of the plastic, the coolness of its surface, the snug embrace… divine.

I rate it a 9.6 out of 10. Points deducted only because it smells faintly of soap and betrayal. Still, I could easily fall asleep in this object. I may never leave it. It is now mine. All mop buckets shall henceforth be known as Hiro Thrones.

If I fits, I sits.

And I fit perfectly.

— Her Royal Fluffiness, Hiro 🐾👑