Sometimes Oscar likes to flex his influence by proving how completely smitten I am. He doesn’t snuggle on the footrest very often, so he knows I won’t move when he does. I was trapped like this for two hours. Look at that angelic face. How could I possibly make him get up before he’s ready?
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CPotD #177: How Dare You
Brian went in to get a closeup action shot of Oscar rolling cutely in a pile of Udo’s brushed hair. Oscar noticed. I love the cocked ear and indignant squint. This is the same face he gives the zebra mouse toy before he murders it. How dare we, indeed.
CPotD #176: Tuckered
We often use parchment paper in our baking projects. Stanley and Oscar approve of this because they’re big fans of paper. Well, destroying paper. Oscar will wear himself completely out in the process. This particular scrap ended up in many pieces, but it was a multi-nap endeavor.
CPotD #175: Artful Stanley
Stanley loves to help us cook. Aside from the interesting processes to observe, there might be cheese. We all know how he feels about cheese. Brian got a nice black and white shot of him watching me make dinner and keeping an eye on the fridge. He’s an affectionate house panther, but he’s serious in […]
CPotD #174: Silly Putty
Oscar is unusually limber, even for a cat. He’s contorted into so many weird shapes it’s hard to remember them all, let alone photograph them. We’re pretty happy with this shot, though. He had been rampaging with his milk top in a little pile of dog hair after I had brushed Udo. If Oscar were […]
CPotD #173: Serious Face
Oscar takes bathing very seriously. He does not appreciate being interrupted and will mean-mug you for it. I think his mean mug is just as cute as his lovey face, but I’m thoroughly biased.
CPotD #172: Regal Floof
Nutterbutter has been feeling extra feisty lately. He saunters about the house and demands food whenever he feels like it. Brian got a nice shot of him in his regal demand mode. I can hear him in my head. “Excuse you, peasant. I require filtered water and canned food. Hop to it.” I hop to […]
CPotD #170: Tank Boys II
Yesterday’s post featured Clark. Here’s Superman trucking along the bottom of the tank to fulfill his sacred duty: fighting grime. Yes, I know that was awful. No, I’m not sorry. My posts, my insufferable humor!
CPotD #169: Tank Boys
And now for something completely different: our snails. We have two in our fish tank and they help Al the enormous plecostomus keep the algae in check. I named them Superman and Clark Kent because they’re never visible in the tank at the same time. These guys are our second round of snails. We had […]
CPotD #168: King of the Curtains
I took down the curtains a while back to wash them and managed to put them all back except one, which Stanley claimed while I was hanging up the others. It is his new favorite thing to lay on, even above his beloved padded envelopes. You know what they say: happy house panther, happy life. […]