Bottled cold against his better judgment

Coca Cat

A grumpy orange flat-faced cat packed inside a glass cola bottle, tail sticking out of the neck

Cold cola. Warm fur. No room to negotiate, breathe, or blink.

Bottle Conditions

Vessel
Clear glass cola bottle
Ticker
$COCACAT
Pressure
Professionally contained under bubbles
Temper
Flat-faced and fully sparkling
Tail
Outside bottle jurisdiction
Occupancy
One entire cat

To Whom It Fizzes

Please stop asking how Coca Cat entered the bottle. He considers the question invasive and the answer obvious: gradually, with poor judgment. The glass is clean, the cola is cold, and his tail remains outside for administrative reasons. He receives no visitors before the bubbles settle. Complaints may be addressed to the cap, which is currently unavailable. Any knocking after lunch will be interpreted as a personal insult.

How It Happened

  1. Inspection

    Bottle judged empty until two irritated green eyes corrected the paperwork.

  2. Squeeze

    He entered by methods he refuses to explain without legal representation.

  3. Carbonation

    Bubbles gathered through the fur; his expression remained completely, professionally unimproved.

  4. Labeling

    A red band secured the middle and complicated every future escape attempt.

  5. Containment

    The bottle kept the paws; the open neck failed to retain the tail.

Two Operating Modes

Cold Comfort

He stays snug, carbonated, and visibly opposed to every part of the arrangement.

Hot Temper

One flattened stare can spoil an entire brightly stocked refrigerator aisle immediately.

Keep it cold. Keep your distance.