I used to tell my cat if there was unusual attention taking place.
@SherBeareth Cappuccino was indifferent to praise from an inconsequential mortal such as I. He only expected, and demanded, his tribute of pets, wet food, treats, and scritches behind his ears.
I miss that asshole.
I lost my Tuxxie William last month, he was 14. I was in a long hospital admission and he became ill and died before I
could get home. He was a sweetheart rescue. They sure do leave a big hole in our hearts. 🌈
It’s funny how they choose a person to be physically close to. I had a Siamese long ago who would only grace my Mom’s lap when she was reading in her easy chair. He did give me hugs, though.
Life is simply better with cats.
@SherBeareth Cappuccino was a Lilac Point Siamese. Beautiful and he fucking knew it!
And you're right, but it makes it worse when they're gone.