Nutter thought he pulled a fast one, sucking on The Tree’s branches and stopping right before I took a picture. Unfortunately for him, I usually take several in short order.
Moments after I took the picture from CPOTD #661, he dove right back into his lover’s sweet PVC arms, and this time I caught the little bastard in the act:
Yeah yeah, it’s a private moment between an old cat and his beloved tree, I don’t care. I have to clean his drool of the damn thing all the time, so it’s only fair I get to point out how weird he is.