🎶Don't stop scoopin', everybody's poopin'. Biscuits in my tum going round and then down.🎶

I think I know this guy.

All Cats Are Beautiful.

I am Starcat and when I see the bowl quite empty before me, I fix you with my plaintive stare. You might at least put bread in there.

An outrage.

Sometimes you gotta get in with the bin.

Hmm. Yes. Weather.

Hey! That's MY bowl!

Fascists are bad and you should bite them. Bite them *all*. #CaturdayPSA

Big doof.

That's me.

My cat grumping because she has to stay indoors

Zi Fish hasn't met me, yet.

Is this guy STILL here?!

What is this, now? Why is it here? It smells weird. Where's the old perch? Seriously, I take one nap and it's mayhem. Wtf.

sorry

What the heck is all the noise in here? I don't like noises.

Look here. @dochackenbush.bsky.social drew me.

Scrumbles Shredded Chicken in Broth: a review. Smells wrong, gravy-to-meat ratio insufficient. Shreds too shreddy. Addition of licky treat overwhelmed by wrongness of the base dish. 0/10, shan't.

I so am.

I LOVE THIS FABRIC, WHADDYA MEAN THE SOFA NEEDS REUPHOLSTERING

I got yer Santa Claws right here.

Get that camera outta my grill.

I NEVER DID. I was *cleaning* him. He smells.

*bite feeding hand, gently but firmly*

Dunno what you mean. I don't see anybody.

We sit as we're ranked.

I'm a freaking hero.

... Something's different.

Lies.

yawn

Stop staring, kid.

Boom! I did it! Here I am! IT'S ME.

@mrnotmoro.bsky.social 🎶I'm The Staaaaarrcaaaat underneath your bed!/You'd better feed me Dreamies or I'll eat this guy instead🎶

Mew-ew!