Buttercup turns 17 this year. He is, by far, the oldest of my cats, perhaps due to his excessive (even for a cat) paranoid personality. His age is starting to show–he doesn’t like the cold, and this winter he has decided to stop going outside altogether. He also decided to take up naps on top of my printer. To keep cat hair off the printer, I drape a towel over it now.
The old man gets whatever he wants.