While Stanley guards the tree, Nutterbutter guards the afternoon sun beam shining in from the front door. I was scooting forward to get a nice shot of said guarding when Oscar ran over, headbutted me, and flopped into the shot. He hasn’t changed much since last Christmas, and I love him for it.
Nutterbutter loves his sun charging time and really doesn’t even mind sharing it with Oscar. He does judge, though. He always judges.