Like a drunk in a midnight choir

Shortly before the holidays my family adopted a 6 year old female cat from a local rescue in the Northern Virginia area.

I met her last week when I was home for the holidays.  Her name is Squeakers.  She’s super loud & chatty, obsessed with food and loves nothing more than a good slothing on “her” spot on the couch to watch hours of Netflix.  

Squeakers is the shit.