It’s a bit warm here today and Oscar has been on a two-day rampage. Victims include my hands (collateral damage from wild jumps into my lap), Brian’s arm (random love chomp), my lamp (knocked over not once but twice in 24 hours), Stan’s ears (wrestling damage), and all of the toys. The Cray Station is also recovering from the carnage, as is the perpetrator.
Between the heat and the satisfaction of sleeping among the corpses of his enemies (toys), he has completely passed out in the floor. Not pictured is the dog about two inches from his ears, so they’re quasi-snugging! More progress is great and we’re hoping they’ll be snuggle buddies by winter.