smokey makes three

We’re up to three now. This is Smokey. Like the last stray that wound up at our door via the cat distribution system, he showed up one Spring day acting like his life as a wild cat had run its course, not out of desperation but rather from being born a freeloader that would rather get numnum’s delivered through Chewy autoship instead of tapping into his ancestral urges of rodent murder. Ew. He loves the litter box, afternoon fires, British crime dramas, and barreling into piles of clean laundry.