this is some damn 2011 millennial humor

My last cat was #11 - The Satan Himself. He controlled the whole village, ate food in every house and trolled all the big dogs non stop. He also brought fresh fish from the sea back home from time to time. And yet he was a total sweetheart towards me, he greeted me at the door every day when I came back from home.

Sister 1 is #7, nothing she wont gobble down Sister 2 is #8, her true form is liquid to the point you wont understand even how

I’ve got a Fuzzy Flopster and a Big Dumb Cuddlebum