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The little cat in a powdered wig and waistcoat is absurdly charming, and the paint detail on its tiny paws actually held up after I accidentally dropped the box. Each one feels like unwrapping a miniature story from Clawbury, and I’m already tempted to grab another just to see who else shows up.

I’ve been grinning at the tiny regal cat on my desk all week—the ballroom pose is so full of personality it’s like a miniature story. The paintwork is clean and the little outfit details genuinely impressed me for the price.

The little dapper cat figurine I pulled is straight out of a ballroom scene—the tiny top hat and bow tie detail are absurdly cute. My only problem is stopping myself from buying another box to try for the king version.