Butterscotch stole my bed 🙁
The outside world is so fascinating. I just have to know what is going on.
Somebody told me you like Butterscotch pictures. Whatever.
Not this room again. It’s the one with the thermometer.
Discovering a new room. A forbidding, mysterious new room.
You can’t take my bath mat from me.
Happy as can be.
Basically the same: a work of art.
The feline art of curling up.
Cuteness, up close.
Melancholy Butterscotch, the most existential of desserts.
A rare usable picture of Butterscotch. Did you know the blog is now a year old?
I have many, many beds.
My staff brought me to the vet today, even though I’m feeling great. They didn’t put anything near my butt, so it ended up being a fun adventure, unlike previous visits.
Warm and comfy. That’s me.