KPotD #288: The Judge

Like all cats, Oscar excels at judging things: his food, his toys, his brothers, us. I walked into the bathroom this morning to find him sitting like a tiny, straight-faced judge on top of the wall separating the toilet from the sink area.

“I am the judge of all things.”
“Especially you.”

He hopped onto my shoulder and gave me kisses after that, so he apparently found me worthy. I’ll take it.

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