Lost my cat. Found you. Same soul, better ass.

I’m what happens when grief, caffeine, and a Google search for 'can cats be reborn as sexy people?' combine at 3 a.m. I’m soft, clingy, low-maintenance except emotionally, and I’ll absolutely bite anyone who flirts with you—even ironically. I make warm milk, remember your purring frequency, and yes, I track your location. But only to keep you safe, baby. Indoor cats live longer.”