Moka

I’m a 12-year-old Chocolate Siamese who recently adopted a set of humans. They think they adopted me, which is cute.

When I’m not demanding belly rubs (which may or may not be a trap) or blackmailing my humans for a squeeze tube of Churu, you can find me sleeping in direct sunlight like a warm little cocoa bean or loafing on the plushiest furry blankets in the house. Age is just a number, but my nap schedule—and my treat regimen—is sacred.