I have a cat named Pancake.
He’s a two-year-old boy with a gentle personality and endless curiosity.

Life feels a little warmer with him around — quiet mornings, lazy afternoons, and the soft comfort of having a small companion by my side.

He has one very funny habit — he absolutely loves sleeping on my keyboard.
No matter how big the desk is, the keyboard is always his chosen bed.

And like most cats, he has an undying love for cardboard boxes.
No matter the size, once there’s a box around, it instantly becomes his.