Stanley hassles Nutterbutter a lot, but lately he also just hangs out with him in his various chill spots. We see this more a lot often now.
Nutter has officially crossed into “Old Ass Cat” territory. He’s now legal to drive in the US, though I’m sure as hell not telling him that.
I was trying to enjoy an ocean breeze and quiet moment when I heard grumpy muttering in my right ear. When 3:00 comes, the preaching begins.
Nutterbutter stole Brian’s beach towel and was very pleased about it. He slept so cutely I went to get a picture, but Udo woke him up.
Brian always has an audience when he cooks, but they pay extra attention when he makes beef stroganoff. They super love evenly sliced beef.
Since he was little, Oscar has kept Nutterbutter company when he feels cruddy. He drives his older brothers nuts, but he does love them.
Nutterbutter stole Udo’s bed weeks ago and has completely laid claim to it since. Udo conceded the claim because he’s a good cat brother.
A certain little tuxedo cat decided he likes to run out the patio door at every opportunity. He hops daintily away and makes us chase him.
A master of adding insult to injury, Nutterbutter stole my chair while I was writing a post about him. He had zero intention of returning it.
“We would like one cheese, please.” They were watching Brian cook breakfast and waiting for their rightful tribute: cheese. I complied.