Here's the little guy out exploring. I came home today and went in his "bedroom" (which is actually ours). He ran up to the door, meowed, held his tail up so I could put his diaper on, then ran out the door. He's just too cute. I remember the day when I was feeling so frustrated with cleaning every single day. I still do, but then he gives me a reward by doing this. I just love him. Oh and another cute thing, when he's tired he goes back in the bedroom, gets on the bed, and waits to have his diaper off.

The cat tree is my favorite thing.




That outdoor scene looks vaguely familiar to me.


I swear I didn't touch the remote!