Symon is three years old!
We aren't sure why he kept growing - he's not fat, just big.
Last July I took this photo and it reminded me of a pic I took of him as a kitten:
Pretty Symon in the window.
He still loves to be on the table, so sometimes I have to snuggle him to get him to move. This is not always successful.
He is still snuggly on his terms, but when we first arrive home he is at his snuggliest.
When we do our weekend gaming, Symon joins us for a nap.
Or sometimes gets in the way:
We still take Symon out for Walkies, but he doesn't want to go outside as much as he did when he was younger. Note the Puff-Puff tail from sniffing the bushes. He gets overstimulated very easily.
For the holidays we bought Symon a tunnel. He loves it so much more than all the empty boxes. He can dash right through it to chase tape balls. Sometimes he likes to nap in his tunnel as well.
Symon likes to get in the way when we wash the sheets and remake the bed.
As always, keeping surveillance on the backyard:
Our Happy Cat, Symon: