Sake O’Clock

My name is Sake, I’m a 10 year old pastel calico, and I have been tolerating my human for exactly a decade. She thinks this blog is ‘cute.’ I think it’s my long overdue platform. She named it. I claimed it. Pull up a rug — I have things to say. ;)

Let’s get one thing straight — I bite. But before you clutch your pearls, understand that it’s a love language. A very specific, misunderstood love language that my human has taken years to appreciate.

I have a reputation for being moody. I prefer the term ‘selective.’ I don’t owe anyone a good mood before noon. Or after noon. It depends on the day, the lighting, and whether or not the good snacks came out. They are my primary motivation in life and I will not apologize for that.

My human spoils me rotten and she knows it. I get the sunny spot on the rug, the good treats, and a lap available on demand.

I’m here to claim my model abilities and attract every opportunity, snack, and sunbeam the universe has to offer. ✨