As long as I can remember my big brother Steve has had a drawl to hunting down moody kitty cats to "love" on them. This day Otto was wanting to join in the fun. Can you see the cat, Rubes, hiding under the chair? Poor kitty hissed at me and Otto the whole time we were staying with Patty. I never did anything to him, but for some reason he decided he didn't like us.
Otto checking out Uncle Steve's shave.
Otto on the floor for a closer look.
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