A retired racer with no interest in speed—unless there’s a snack involved. At three years old, Beatrice is a gentle soul, a professional lounger, and a proud rescue who traded in the track for a tufted couch and a fleece blanket.

She’s shy, sweet, and exquisitely low-energy—content to spend the day draped in soft things, silently willing snacks into existence with her soulful gaze. She may not be the loudest in the room, but she’s always the softest presence… and quite possibly the most persuasive when treats are on the line.

You can almost hear her whispering: “Snack for me?”

Our resident elder statesman and undisputed feline authority. With years of wisdom behind those amber eyes, Cutie runs a tight ship—from sunlit windowsills to candle-side inspections. He's refined, composed, and utterly unbothered… unless, of course, Furrgus is around.

Despite his alpha status, Cutie endures the relentless antics of his younger counterpart with the weary grace of someone who’s seen it all—and would very much like to see a little less. Think: regal grandpa energy with a low tolerance for nonsense and a deep appreciation for peace, quiet, and warm laps.

Delicate, feathered, and slightly overwhelmed—Mochi is our anxious little songbird. She’s not exactly in charge (she’d prefer if someone else was), and sudden movements are definitely not appreciated.

She loves Kate’s hair more than she loves courage, and spends most of her time flitting from perch to perch with mild suspicion and cautious optimism. She avoids Furrrgus like he’s made of fireworks, but shines in the quiet moments—especially in the kitchen, where she chirps like she owns the place (until someone drops a spoon).

Small in size, big in personality—just... preferably from a safe distance.

Part acrobat, part chaos agent, and 100% heart. Furrgus is the youngest of the cats, fueled by curiosity, affection, and the unshakable belief that every ledge was made to be cleared off.

He’s the reason you hear mysterious thuds in the night, the one who greets you at the door like you’ve been gone for years, and the first to curl up beside you when you need it most. Endlessly energetic, hilariously unpredictable, and always up for a cuddle—Furrgus is the comic relief, emotional support, and lovable menace every home needs.

Cutie’s sister and the elusive queen of evening appearances. Sally is the most mysterious member of the household—quiet, graceful, and firmly uninterested in drama (especially if it involves Furrgus, whom she barely tolerates).

She keeps to herself, emerging only after sunset like a feline moonrise. Affection is strictly on her terms—if you’re lucky enough to earn a snuggle, consider it a rare and sacred honor. Sally doesn’t demand the spotlight. She simply glows in the dark.