The first thing Pumpkin did when we brought Butternut home from the hospital was to introduce him to O.C., who was utterly unimpressed. (It was mutual; I don’t think Butternut touched O.C. until he was at least four months old.) Pumpkin had fantasies early on about Butternut riding O.C. around the house, you know, when he could sit up. But, already at six weeks, he rivaled O.C. in size and weight.

Butternut at about six weeks; O.C. at about 9 years.