Dressed for a fancy black-tie gala, but prefers to spend the evening wrestling a crumpled-receipt on the floor

Looks like a perfectly toasted marshmallow that suddenly grew legs, whiskers and a whole lot of attitude.

Looks like a sweet, innocent little creamsicle. Actually a tiny, spicy jalapeno in disguise.

80% fluff, 20% cheese dust, 100% pure, unadulterated chaos.

Currently buffering. Patiently waiting in line for their turn to use the single orange cat brain cell.

Hobbies include : sprinting at 3 am, intensely stalking dust motes, and melting your heart the second you look at them.