Chicopee wants to help with Final Fantasy, but doesn’t realize she needs to look at the screen.
Chicopee found her sunbeam for the day.
Chicopee regards her brother from inside a bunker.
Chicopee makes creative use of her scratching post.
Chicopee snuggles with our hats and gloves. Flattering but weird.
Chicopee and Pawtuxet sit on the cat throne.
The cats seem to be running the same algorithm today.
Chicopee comments on the new location of the cat tree. Pawtuxet is on watch duty.