Yep, Oreo was at his usual spot this morning, only his butt was facing elsewhere, so he was safe from being moved or accidentally pushed off the bed. Yesterday I was getting some nasty looks from him all day. When we were sitting here watching TV, he was sitting at the end of Dave's chair staring at me with one of those "if looks could kill" looks. Wait a minute, that's his usual look.
I do swear at times though, he thinks he's one of the dogs, he hangs out where they do, he sleeps where they sleep, and he's not afraid of Max; in fact Max leaves him alone, unlike the other three who he likes to scare.
Like a lot of cats, he loves his catnip. We call him our catnip junkie because he will literally beg one of us to give him some and he will follow us wherever we go as long as we have that bag in our hand. He has a special rug, an old bathroom mat, we sprinkle it on. He will roll in it, eat it, and basicly act like he's in kittie heaven because of it. The other three do it too, but their more suttle about it. Oreo doesn't care who sees him.
He is one strange cat, well maybe not, but our last tuxedo Velcro didn't act like him. Velcro acted more like Peanut. Oreo I guess, acts like a lot of cats, wanting to be around you on his terms. The other three are the same way, but again being more suttle about it. Maybe they're like that because they're girls.
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