The weekend is here, and your cat has logged on. While you're planning brunch, Whiskers is planning her next Pawtnite drop. These furmidable felines are spending their Saturdays grinding XP, unlocking skins, and refusing to share the controller (or the comfy seat).
Forget catnaps. It's game time. They've got twitchy tails, lightning paw reflexes, and an uncanny ability to hit paws at the most dramatic moments. Multiplayer? Only if it involves knocking your snacks off the table mid-boss fight. LAN party? More like LAY-on-the-keyboard party.
And don't underestimate their gaming goals. By Sunday evening, they're aiming to be the meowster of every lobby, the final boss of cozy chaos, and the undisputed champ of Call of Meowty. Their only break? A mid-match zoomie around the living room and a snack break involving your unattended sandwich.
So if your weekend plans involve chilling out and playing games, you're not alone. Your cat's already three levels ahead. Just don't ask them to share the controller. Or the blanket.
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