09/20/2026
Hi, my name’s W***y. ❤️
I stalk and attack my mother, Gemma, on a daily basis.
I jump on human Mom’s shoulders whenever the mood strikes.
I help myself to delicious human table food. Every. Single. Meal.
I bite feet. 🦶
I attack Mom while she’s making the bed because obviously she needs help.
I intentionally trip Mom whenever she’s late with a meal.
I’m also known as “Flopsy” because I like to throw myself directly onto people’s feet, bump into them, and dramatically flop over.
Sneakers are my favorite scratch pad.
I eat like a 20-pound cat.
I terrorize the squirrels. 🐿️
I announce EVERY trip to the litter box so the entire household is properly informed. 📣
I climb into the refrigerator because I like to see what we’re working with.
I try to escape into the garage—preferably right after tripping Mom on the stairs.
And apparently I’m “teething,” which is human-speak for I bite absolutely everything.
Mom keeps asking what happened to her sweet, docile little kitten.
I grew up. 😈
And THAT is why I am a Certified Stinker. 🏆
So… what does YOUR Sphynx do that qualifies them as a Certified Stinker? 😈👇 I’m taking notes.
— W***y ❤️
Professional Menace. Part-Time Model. Full-Time Nudie Patootie.
