Jim Morrison the cat.

Oliver is the Lizard King. Of death. What is it, Thursday? I've already had 4 different dead lizards brought in the house this week. I know he is proud of his kills and all, but really. Keep your dead things at least in the garage.

Mai Feathah

mmmmmmm how's I likes my feather. likes likes likes. oh, and licks.

He's Just a Little Guy

At one year old, Oliver weighs just eight pounds.  The vet says that she doesn't think he'll get any bigger than that.  He is half the size of his friend, Black and White Kitty, who is just a huge, long-haired, black-and-white kitty.

Ollie has really taken to being an outdoor cat.  Turns out, he likes to play with the neighbors' dogs, Katie (a little terrier) and Lily (a pit bull), and the cats, the above-named Black and White and little Ralphie (who should be called Cinnabon, but whatever).  Today, for the first time, I watched Ollie and Ralphie play chase with each other and Ollie try to outrun Katie to catch a tennis ball.  When we met Oliver at the Humane Society, he was very playful with the other kittens, so it isn't surprising that he is a sociable cat now.

I'm a slumbercat and I'm OK.

I prowls all night and I sleeps all day!

Photoshop me like you do your French cats Rowdy