Stanley and Nutterbutter don’t have the most loving relationship, but they do agree on one thing: dinner. Specifically, dinner should be now.
Being an unpredictable house panther, Stanley loves belly rubs. They knock him right into a sleep so blissful he forgets his dignity.
Stanley decided my lap was the place to be for coffee sits this morning. He doesn’t usually snuggle this hard, so I was completely undone.
The cats love to monitor the bird activity on both sides of the house. Sometimes Udo scares away the prey with his complete lack of stealth.
Stanley claimed the top of the new cat tower pretty quickly and has maintained his rule ever since. He guards us from there many hours a day.
Stanley often joins Oscar for his morning patio stakeouts. These sessions always devolve into slap-fights, but the guys enjoy them anyway.
Our rituals resumed pretty quickly after we moved, but they were a bit more sporadic than usual… until we rearranged the living room.
Oscar is our resident weird sleeper, but sometimes Stanley really shows him how it’s done. I don’t even know what to call this position.
Stanley loves the new cat tree. You can tell because he sleeps on it with his tail hanging off in a curl. His tail is absolutely glorious.
Stanley has distinct ideas about what is supposed to happen when we go into the kitchen. If I don’t provide cheese, yelling happens.