My itty bitty kitty (except he’s not exactly small)

I never thought I would love a cat. But Oberon has stolen my heart. I used to roll my eyes at people who swooned over their pets and thought their every move was sooo adorable. But now I find myself awwing at Oberon all the time, even when he’s sitting there doing nothing. Which is usually what he’s doing.

He’s a very sweet boy, but he also gets really pissed about silly things. Like if he’s comfortably lazing on the couch and we dare to move and disturb him even slightly. Pissed. He’ll glare at you like you’re scum. Sometimes he gets playful though. Actually kind of crazy, especially at night. The Giraffe and I wrote a theme song for Oberon one time, and part of it goes like this: “Oberon, you’re so pissed. Because you hate everyone. You just sleep all day and go nuts all night. It’s as if you hate the sun.”

One last thing. Oberon is so awkward. He gets himself into the oddest positions, especially when he’s trying to bathe himself. I never tire of taking pictures of him when he gets himself into these contortions.