Gunnar Burrito

I just love burritos. And I love cats. So, here's the best of both worlds: a kitty burrito.

We were changing the sheets and Gunnar was rolling around in them. Matt wrapped him up and he thought it was a fun game.

Brown tabby

I always thought Gunnar was grey and black.

Today Gunnar went to the vet and I was looking at his vaccination certificate and it listed his coloring as brown tabby.

Sure enough, he's a mocha brown and black. It just looks grey against the black.

Boy, do I feel stupid. 

A new throne

We jokingly refer to Gunnar as His Majesty or Emperor. But the other night this is where I found his highness—holding court on his new throne.

Mojo and Gunnar

Smiley Mojo and Gunnar just because.

Sunday Morning Sweetness

I'm not sure there's anything sweeter than watching Mojo and Gunnar bromance. Only lazy mornings, these guys will curl up together, lick each other. Then, they'll play fight, of course, and someone's feelings will get hurt, but here's a few pictures of them hanging out together.

"YAWN," says Mojo. ("Don't eat my head," says Gunnar.")

Almost kiss. Notice how Gunnar is curled up around one of Mojo's paws.

Licking his brother's paw.

Hide & Seek

Where's Gunnar?

Whenever I write in the back room, Gunnar likes to hop up in the window sill, get behind the blinds and look out of the window and chirp at the birds he sees. I thought this view of his little feet was pretty cute.