This is Pokey. He isn't quite grumpy, like Tardar Sauce. More along the lines of mildly disgruntled, or thoroughly disinterested. Either way, I love him just as much as I love his sister, Tard the Grumpy Cat.
"I hate flowers and the garden," says Pokey. "Like all things, they just kind of generally bum me out."
Pokey doesn't dislike dressing up in women's clothes as much as he dislikes most things, but he certainly doesn't like it. To be honest, it makes him wistful more than anything else.
Pokey doesn't hate you personally, he just finds you to be vaguely contemptuous. This photo shows Pokey registering a generalized disdain for you. Pokey has a much wider range of emotions than his sister, Grumpy Cat.
A rare photo of Pokey being actually kind of maybe a bit grumpier than his sister, Grumpy Cat. Yay, Pokey! You won for once in your life. The end.