Catrina looks up at Chris, still getting used to this whole being human deal as she stops (for now) chewing on that poor defenseless PokeGear that is sporting some pretty good teeth dents from it.

"That's just how I cope! I woke up with five digit hands today with some weird human claiming to be my Mom!" Catrina is certainly having a time with this...I think some of the paint from the PokeGear is caught in her teeth though...