Ricki

The case file reads: Ricki.

A household once calm... now in disarray. Objects found mysteriously on the floor. Midnight thundering footsteps. Sudden, unexplained bursts of chaos.

Coincidence?

I think not.

Hello. I'm Ricki 🕵️‍♀️
Detective. Suspect. Icon.

Let's review the evidence:

A glass... pushed. No witnesses.
A zoomie at 2:13am. Motive unknown.
Suspicious levels of cuteness used to avoid prosecution.
Frequent "innocent" loaf position immediately after crimes.

You may think you're adopting a kitten. Incorrect. You are inviting a mastermind into your home-a tiny, fluffy enigma who will keep you guessing, laughing, and occasionally questioning your life choices.

But here's the twist...

Every great detective needs a partner. Someone to share the late-night stakeouts (snacks), the dramatic stares into the distance, and the quiet moments where I curl up beside you, purring like the criminal I absolutely am.

Adopt me, and together we'll solve the greatest mystery of all:

Who keeps knocking everything over?

(It's me.)

- Ricki 🐾