If Home Was the Five Senses

If home were a smell, it would be my dad's famous cheesy potatoes that he makes on special occasions, mostly on Christmas. If home were feeling, it would be the soft touch of my baby cat sleeping on my arm on a wintery night. If home were a touch, it would be my heated blanket wrapped around me while watching tv on a cold night. If home were taste, it would be fresh hot coco going through my throat with the best feeling ever. If home were sight it would be my cat and my dog sleeping together wrapped in together on a freezing night.