For some reason, I accidentally mistook my cat for a napkin yesterday.
I was really tired and wanted to sleep, so I began to walk to my bedroom. I stopped in the doorway and turned to a runner rug placed in my hallway. A crumpled up napkin was sitting on one of the darker spots on the carpet. I thought that it was a cat that I am pet-sitting at the moment because of how it was placed. I talk to my cats in a high-pitched voice whenever I see them, and since I thought he was laying there, I did exactly that. I stopped mid-sentence and moved a bit closer to the "cat" only to find out that I had been talking to a napkin.