Stanley and Nutterbutter don’t have the most loving relationship, but they do agree on one thing: dinner. Specifically, dinner should be now.
Our neighbors are having some work done on their house and Oscar thinks he needs to supervise the crew. He is a consummate busybody.
Being an unpredictable house panther, Stanley loves belly rubs. They knock him right into a sleep so blissful he forgets his dignity.
When we arranged the living room in the new place, I tried to keep certain things the same for the cats to help with their acclimation.
Udo guards me constantly. Sometimes he guards from a door or window, and sometimes he guards from zero distance. Mostly from zero distance.
Stanley decided my lap was the place to be for coffee sits this morning. He doesn’t usually snuggle this hard, so I was completely undone.
Oscar flopped in the hammock yesterday afternoon, so I attempted to get a picture of him being cute. He woke up, so instead I got this.
Oscar retained his kitten tendency to fall over when he gets too tired. He doesn’t do it very often, but when he does, it is glorious.
As I flopped in the floor taking Nutter’s picture yesterday, Oscar sauntered in with a gift for me: his favorite grapevine.
Nutterbutter managed to get the rug and the sunbeam to himself this morning. He was so happy about this he didn’t even glare at the camera.