I was already dying over the new hats and the one all curled up and napping. Then I saw the one ottering. Gah, too cute. And pretty much confirmed my rotund cat is in fact an alfiq...
Thank you thank you.
And yeah, she has a very specific begging meow, extra pitiful and sad. Her brother is worse, he’ll get me out of bed in the morning by sticking his cold paws under the covers and patting me with them until I get up, the snot.
I can’t blame them for making sure they get their noms on time, they were orphaned as kittens. Someone took in their tabby sibling, but left them (both all black) behind.