Robbie had always known that his cat, Daisy, was a little... different. For one, she insisted on wearing clothes. Not just cute little sweaters like other pets, but actual human clothes. Robbie’s boots, his dad’s shirts, his mom’s scarves—if it fit (or even if it didn’t), Daisy wore it.

“Mom, she’s doing it again!” Robbie yelled one morning as Daisy paraded into the kitchen wearing his Superman underwear, one leg through the wrong hole, and his black boots clomping loudly on the tile floor.

“Oh, Daisy,” his mom said, trying to stifle a laugh. “Why can’t you just be a normal cat?”

But Daisy didn’t care about being normal. She struck a dramatic pose, flicked her tail, and meowed proudly as if to say, “Normal is boring.”

The School Incident

Things got out of hand when Daisy decided to follow Robbie to school. She snuck out the door just as he was leaving, wearing a tiny blue cape she’d stolen from his action figure set and, of course, his beloved black boots. She trotted into the classroom behind him, clomping loudly across the floor.

“Robbie, is that your cat?” his teacher, Mrs. Fletcher, asked, looking both amused and horrified.

“Nope,” Robbie said, sinking into his seat. “Never seen her before in my life.”

But Daisy wasn’t about to be ignored. She leaped onto Mrs. Fletcher’s desk, twirled in her boots, and plopped down in the middle of the spelling test papers. The class erupted into laughter. Robbie wanted to disappear.

Other Daisy Disasters

It wasn’t just school. Daisy had a knack for embarrassing the family in the most outrageous ways:

• She once showed up at the neighbor’s barbecue wearing Mom’s yoga pants (which she had somehow managed to pull halfway up her legs) and a glittery top.

• At Christmas, Daisy wore Robbie’s dad’s tie and climbed to the top of the tree. “I’m the star now!” she seemed to say as ornaments crashed to the floor.

• One morning, Daisy snuck out to the park in a tracksuit and Robbie’s tennis shoes. She spent the day racing kids on the playground and taking selfies with confused parents.

Acceptance and a Wardrobe of Her Own

At first, the family tried to stop Daisy’s antics. They locked the closet doors, hid their clothes, and even tried giving her a stack of old towels to play with. But Daisy wouldn’t settle. She wanted real clothes—fabulous clothes.

Eventually, the family gave in. “She’s not hurting anyone,” Mom said one day. “Why not just let her be herself?”

So, they bought Daisy her own wardrobe. She had tiny sweaters, mini jackets, and even a pair of sunglasses that made her look like a celebrity. Robbie’s mom started taking Daisy to the nail salon for “paw-dicures,” where Daisy would lounge on a chair and purr contentedly while getting her claws painted.

Robbie still thought it was ridiculous, especially when Daisy insisted on wearing a sequined gown to his soccer game. “She’s stealing my spotlight,” he grumbled as Daisy strutted up and down the bleachers.

But deep down, even Robbie had to admit that Daisy was one-of-a-kind. “At least she keeps life interesting,” he said, watching Daisy pose for a group of tourists at the park.