I keep finding soft toys that I think Olive will especially enjoy. Oskar suffers from the belief that every toy in our house belongs to him. Last night I caught him carrying one of Olive's new toys to the big toy box (apparently, Oskar's toy box) and dropping it in among the others. Part of me was proud that I have a cat that can pick up after himself. Part of me was horrified that Oskar is becoming a hoarding bully. He spent his youth in solitude and never learned to share with others. I wonder if Jackson makes home visits to Minnesota.