Oscar returned to his night-sit habit this weekend, and I’m quite happy about it. While he practiced his carcass pose I realized how big he’s gotten. I still think of him as small, but he’s actually an average-sized cat. He just has huge brothers.
Between him and the tortilla blanket, I was pretty toasty by the time we went to bed. He is a little dynamo, so I shouldn’t be surprised at all the warmth he generates.