My sister's new cat.
Her last one passed away on December 1st from health complications; she was only 5 years old.
This one is 9 months old and she's fat and a little monster.
When it comes to treats time, Chalupa Batman is a “terror piglet.” He forcibly pushes Squirtle out of the way and steals his treats, snorts like a pig while inhaling them and then chews on my fingers and climbs on me for more treats. I have to keep the cat treats in a secured box so he can’t get into them.
Side note: We’ve moved into our new place and the boys seem to be settling nicely. Somehow, between the drive up, staying at Mombat’s house for a night and getting to our new place, Chalupa has managed to get get himself completely filthy and no matter how many talks I have with him, he won’t tell me how he did it. You can kinda see in the photo, but his left front paw is all dirty.
When it comes to treats time, Chalupa Batman is a “terror piglet.” He forcibly pushes Squirtle out of the way and steals his treats, snorts like a pig while inhaling them and then chews on my fingers and climbs on me for more treats. I have to keep the cat treats in a secured box so he can’t get into them.
Side note: We’ve moved into our new place and the boys seem to be settling nicely. Somehow, between the drive up, staying at Mombat’s house for a night and getting to our new place, Chalupa has managed to get get himself completely filthy and no matter how many talks I have with him, he won’t tell me how he did it. You can kinda see in the photo, but his left front paw is all dirty.
He looks exactly like one of mine, and seems to behave similarly too. Mine's really weird sometimes, though. I'll feed him, but he'll keep on meowing as though he has no food. I know that's what he wants, too, because he'll try to lead me to where we keep his food.
If you ignore him for long enough he'll get really close to your face and rub you with his paw to try and get your attention.
I got one of those Neko Atsume keychains at the bookstore (was it overpriced as fuck? yes. was it also cuter than words making ever penny worth it? again yes.) and when I brought it home, for a while Drogo was convinced it was a toy for him. Though, he still doesn't love it nearly as much as he does the laser pointer.
My love, Batman. (That's his birth name, but in my room, he is Smoochy. )
He's sooooo shy with everyone else in the house, (there's young kids, loud noises, and other cats), but first thing in the morning when I'm getting ready, I always hear his little collar jingling when he runs in. He gives me the sweetest little mew, and brushes my leg, walks through/around me, and jumps up for, you guessed it, SMOOCHES.
He likes to snuggle with me when I'm reading, sit up on the window above the desk when I'm painting, or he'll go up to the closet and look at me until I open it for him, and he waits so patiently for the treats he knows he's getting! No matter where he is, he's in here in front of my dresser, where I keep the goodies, at 4 P.M. sitting like the sweetest boy in the world.
He's so sensitive, and seems so aware...he got separated from his mom when he was like 10 days old, but here he is today, almost a year old, and as healthy as can be. You bet your ass I'm giving him a bitchin' birthday party.
Gaaaaaahhhh...this cat means the world to me. And I'm a dog person.
here he is, obstructing me from finishing my laundry, like a highwayman who wants kisses instead of coin.
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here he is, obstructing me from finishing my laundry, like a highwayman who wants kisses instead of coin. 
