He’s grumpy. She’s glitter. And there’s only one bed (and one very judgmental cat).
My life? Chaos, glitter, and cat fur.
His? Rules, shadows, and muscle so intense it should be illegal.
We’re total opposites.
Like “hug everyone” versus “might scowl you to death” opposites.
When my internet-famous cat gets catnapped, Thorn Stone shows up.
Scowling....