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Oscar has resumed post-dinner snugs lately, which really helps me with my diet. Having him park cutely on my footrest prevents me from getting up to procure unnecessary snacks. He’s a good cat when he’s not hassling his older brothers or hip-checking the dog. I sure enjoy the snugs.

Oscar is unimpressed with the vacuum cleaner (aka the Hate Machine) and doesn’t mind telling me so with a classic stink eye. I turned around to this face after putting it back in the closet.

Oscar likes to judge us from the counter when we aren’t providing pets in a timely manner. He gets extra judgey when I take pictures instead of providing said pets.

Strong Independent Kitten graced me with a rare post-dinner snug last night and it made my heart happy. It also made me stay up too late because how could I make him move? In this house, when a cute cat wants to snug, you snug.

Sometimes Oscar likes to flex his influence by proving how completely smitten I am. He doesn’t snuggle on the footrest very often, so he knows I won’t move when he does. I was trapped like this for two hours. Look at that angelic face. How could I possibly make him get up before he’s ready?

Brian went in to get a closeup action shot of Oscar rolling cutely in a pile of Udo’s brushed hair. Oscar noticed. I love the cocked ear and indignant squint. This is the same face he gives the zebra mouse toy before he murders it. How dare we, indeed.

We often use parchment paper in our baking projects. Stanley and Oscar approve of this because they’re big fans of paper. Well, destroying paper. Oscar will wear himself completely out in the process. This particular scrap ended up in many pieces, but it was a multi-nap endeavor.

Oscar is unusually limber, even for a cat. He’s contorted into so many weird shapes it’s hard to remember them all, let alone photograph them. We’re pretty happy with this shot, though. He had been rampaging with his milk top in a little pile of dog hair after I had brushed Udo. If Oscar were

Oscar takes bathing very seriously. He does not appreciate being interrupted and will mean-mug you for it. I think his mean mug is just as cute as his lovey face, but I’m thoroughly biased.

Oscar has taken to sitting around with his paws crossed lately, and it’s so cute I’m undone. Look at this little guy. He’s so happy and regal. He was fuzzing at Brian for extra pets. This tactic is super effective.