

While Oreo continues to prove her independence and curiousity (naughtiness) daily, she has also proven to us how very photogenic she really is. We've honestly taken more pictures of her since we've gotten her than I believe we have of me when I was a baby. This isn't being said for pitty for the owner of the adorable cat (ok, maybe it is), but just to prove that no matter what pose we catch her in, she always looks adorable. Below is my online collection of her photos. This by far isn't all that we have...this is just the ones I've scanned in to date. Check back every once and a while to see more of her as she blossoms from kitten to cat.
This is Oreo enjoying the holiday season. She absolutely LOVED (shyea right) the sweater that her grandma knitted her. This picture fully illustrates how she's streaking by the camera to strip herself of the woolen hell that she is encased in.

This is Oreo...um...kissing her bunny brother, Clover. I'm sure he's not really happy about it, but this picture is a rare one, for most of the time they either won't have anything to do with each other or she's stalking him the whole time, leaving him a nervous ball of fur. But for the most part, I'm sure they will be able to tolerate each other in the future...at least I hope so...*sigh* This is her new favorite place to nap. She can't fit behind my keyboard anymore so she's taken up residency in the bathroom sink. She's gotten wet a few times, but this doesn't seem to discourage her...We get dirty looks when we get the notion to brush our teeth or wash our face, and are forced to retreat to our other bathroom or kitchen (this has really happened. Rather than feud with the cranky cat, we simply relocate). We have no earthly idea why this is so, but we accept it and move on. Besides, it does make a cute picture.
This picture is of Oreo and me over the holidays. I think we all know who's the most attractive one in the picture. (I think Oreo just grinned from her perch on the ironing board over there...not a good sign)
This is Oreo looking quite cocky in the best seat in the computer room. The ironing board. This seat is a great one because she can successfully see what I'm doing on the computer. It is my honest opinion that she is checking to make sure I say only good things about her on her page. But that's just my opinion.



This is another picture of Oreo in her self-proclaimed bed. This time we caught her in mid-blink, thus making her look like the evil kitty she is. Not that we don't love her...she's just...a handful...

This is a slightly blurry picture of Oreo and her favorite holiday toy. It's one of those stuffed reindeer that shake and sing when a loud noise bangs or when you touch it. She spent hours patting it on the face and watching it move around. We contemplated leaving it out for her enjoyment, but then we realized that would be spoiling the kitty a bit too much...even for us...

This is Oreo cheering my high school team on. The outfit she's wearing is for our lawn-duck, Effie, but Oreo seemed to like to play with the pom-poms so we stuck her in it. She was tramatized by it and we're very sorry we've scarred her in such a way. I'm sure we'll be punished...sooner or later....

This is a rare shot of her just being innocent. She's sitting on a tin of popcorn that sits by our couch. She seems to enjoy it, so it stays right there. We're so whooped...

If I had to pick a picture to identify my cat, this would be it. She looks extremely spazzed out here, which she usually is. She's ready to run at the sign of any danger (the vacuum cleaner, an overzealous playmate -- Drew --, or any male human), as always. She also looks very perky in this picture, which is cute too, I suppose...



Here are two more pictures of Clover and Oreo bonding. She's planning on jumping him from behind and then swiping his wallet....*sigh* If it were only that simple...I'm not releasing her true plans...it wouldn't be right...it wouldn't be right...

This is a picture of me, Drew, and Oreo. She's stuggling to break free because she was being very naughty that day. Oreo's not a very lap-loving kitty. It cramps her style.