Welcome, fellow seekers of feline truth. You've stumbled upon a realm where the air reeks of last week's tuna salad. The lost cat, a feline of great enigma, is said to have left behind an olfactory trail of unease.
Read on to uncover the various scents that plague this forsaken land
Like the cat itself, the smell of tuna is a mystery that refuses to be solved. Is it the lingering essence of the sea, or the stench of despair?
A pungent aroma that defies explanation, Whisker Whiffs are the scent of secrets left unkept. Is it the musk of midnight strolls, or the stench of regret?
Like the plot of a feline heist novel, Meatball Misadventures is a whodunit of the nose. Who left the meatball on the plate, and why?