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Oscar has always had prominent whiskers, but they’re really coming into their own as he grows. His eye whiskers are especially long and luxurious. If a feline version of Maybelline existed, I’m pretty sure Oscar would be their cover kitten.

Oscar was not inclined to cooperate in today’s photo shoot. I had flopped in the floor by the tree to try for more “vs.” shots, and his reaction was to head boop me and wander off. I decided to fix the tree skirt before getting up and what did I find? His favorite pecan. That

Oscar only has two sleep positions: Pillbug and Stretch Armstrong. Today’s shot is him demonstrating the latter during a lunch snug. Even Udo is amazed at how long this kitten can get. He’s coming up on a year old now, so I don’t think he’ll get much longer, but dang. He looks so small until

Because he was raised by Udo, Stan basically thinks he’s a dog. He patrols the perimeter, keeps watch on the neighborhood, and guards all of us. I’ve mentioned before how he growls when someone approaches the house. Being the awesome cat that he is, he also guards his little brother. Oscar took a brief break

Oscar has been helping with the chores, as he does every Saturday, and is apparently worn out by the drudgery of it all. He looks pretty happy to be taking this nap, though. Christmas-time naps are best naps. And speaking of Christmas, we got his tree ornament today. We got an ornament for Udo from

Here we have Oscar using the tree skirt as a base of operations to execute ambush attacks on Stan. It was super effective. Meanwhile, helpful dog is helpful. Udo likes to assist me with whatever I happen to be doing in the floor, whether it’s wrapping gifts, doing crunches, or taking kitten pics. He’s the

Oscar is doing better than I’d hoped with the Christmas tree. He mostly leaves it alone, just perpetrating the odd drive-by ornament batting. He was under it this morning doing exactly that, so I flopped for some action shots. I think he looks extra cute lurking in a sunbeam to assault unsuspecting ornaments, but I

I haven’t been feeling great, so Nurse Stanley was on the scene to make sure I was warm enough. Not one to miss his post-dinner lap time, Oscar muscled in to help and the result is what you see. Oscar was using Stan’s head for a pillow. Stan was initially unthrilled with this, but I

We’re into our holiday rewatch of the Lord of the Rings movies and Oscar is helping by providing post-dinner snugs of a stretchy variety. We also discovered last night that he now weighs 10.5 pounds because he sat on the scale as I was getting ready for bed. I’m not sure if I’m more proud

When Oscar passes out on my lap, he tends to stay a while. He’ll often sleep on my shins because I have the footrest up, and he often doesn’t wake up when I put it down, hence today’s pic. Granted, I do leave my feet up, lowering them slowly so he’ll have time to wake