A little about me...
Wendy is my black cat with the most dramatic expressions and a whole lot of attitude packed into her sleek little frame. I rescued her and her sibling from a friend’s neighborhood, and life’s been anything but boring since. She’s outspoken, sweet when she wants to be, and very clear about her boundaries when it comes to pets—just enough, not too much.

She loves sitting by the window, keeping watch over birds and squirrels like she’s narrating her own nature documentary on Animal Planet. She and her twin, Cartman, love to stir things up, always teasing and play-fighting like they're in their own TV show. Then there’s Butters, their older brother, who chases them around like he’s trying to keep the peace. It’s pure, delightful madness.

Wendy’s favorite cozy spot is nestled up in my closet, tucked between my clothes like she’s wrapped in her own little fortress. But even there, she’s never off duty. That photo I submitted? It’s so her. You can practically hear her yelling “AHH!” as Cartman launched a surprise pounce from above. Her wide-eyed, frozen face says it all—alarm, sass, and dramatic disbelief. That’s Wendy: expressive, over-the-top, and never not entertaining.

She’s not just a pet—she’s my little princess, the comedic spark, and the heart of my home.