I considered changing the title of this post to Whap, because that’s what occurred. Nutterbutter hits so hard his taps sound like whaps.
We put the small cat carrier on the couch to get the feline trio used to its presence. As you can see, the experiment was a success.
Oscar guards Nutterbutter often, especially after Nutter has had a haircut. I find it endearing, but he fell asleep on the job last night.
Brian took a fantastic shot of Oscar hanging out in his favorite afternoon sun spot yesterday. He and Stanley have claimed my ivy plant.
Nutterbutter had his annual buzz cut this week, which means he’ll be cold for a little while. Oscar is guarding him in his blanket fort.
I made the mistake of leaving a towel in Brian’s chair for a minute. Stanley and Oscar took up residence before I could blink twice.
As I mentioned the other day, Oscar likes to do parkour to get into my arms as quickly as possible. I finally got a shot of him doing so.
Oscar loves it when I pick him up and carry him around. He requests it often, usually at inopportune moments. This is his ready face.
Oscar loves to help me do my weight training, and by help I mean judge. Here he is in the window making sure I get to full depth on squats.
Oscar gifted me with a rare morning shin snug after I ran errands yesterday. Apparently, my legs are a good platform for washing toe beans.