Oh, well I have Rio to race for the fridge and trip me. And Punky to stand around and yell until he gets his treats.
Mr. Spock snores. Loudly. He’s a large cat and has a snore to match.
OMIGOD! Your cats have their own room! How cool! I’d love to be able to do something like that.
Judging by that pic, you should have named him “Mr, Pork”! 
It’s for squirrels who drive light tanks. 
Presently, I’m trapped under Tom. He showed up again tonight and decided to make himself at home on my chest. He’s got to weigh about 30 pounds.
I fail to see anything wrong with a pussy on your chest.