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Oscar is obsessed with my power cage. He fangwipes the safety bars, the barbell, the plates, and my ankles. This happens every day.

Oscar stole Brian’s chair last night while I was VR boxing to keep me company. He quickly got bored and passed out, revealing tiny teefies.

I got cold the other night and had to put on a hoodie. Oscar immediately jumped into my lap to help. His warming snugs are just legendary.

Oscar decided to wash his tail during our snug last night, which caused him to sit like this. Then he spotted a moth on the ceiling.

Oscar is definitely in an evening snug phase and I’m definitely happy about it. His bottomless affection is a balm for my soul these days. Stanley later joined in when I had a fleece throw on my lap. We should get a lot of happy cuddle puddles this fall.

Oscar likes to steal my chair before dinner. Most of the time I pick him up, set him in my lap, and he goes to sleep while I eat. Then he contorts into a ridiculous sleeping pose after dinner.

Oscar loves to sleep. He does not love to be disturbed unless it’s for affection. In his expert opinion, pictures do not count as affection.

Oscar will use almost anything for a pillow, but he prefers our body parts. He doesn’t care which body parts, either. I’ve tested it and he absolutely will go to sleep on your hand if you leave it under his chin for more than 30 seconds. What a little snugadon.

Oscar tends to sleep pretty hard, especially when he’s snugging. For some reason this often entails a modified faceplant, as shown below. I’ve seen cats sleep on their faces with their foreheads flat against the surface (Nutterbutter does that), but I’ve never seen one sleep on his nose until Oscar. He is… unique.