Not Amused...

So, Cat has been with us for about three and a half months now. For most of that time my role has been administering a variety of medicines and various things that tend to piss off animals as well as tracking him down after he's escaped.

He really hasn't warmed up to me, but I can't say as I blame him. What's funny is that he will follow me around the house. Late at night after all have gone to bed and I stay up late to paint, Cat will follow me every where I go. He doesn't want to be interacted with, he just wants to follow me. And watch.

But I have a tendency to do things like this.



He sat there for quite a while just staring at the little dog. He would look at the dog, then look at me and then back to the dog. As if asking me what he was supposed to with this thing. Totally unimpressed. Eventually, he slowly pushed it off of the counter on to the floor. I swear he smiled at me afterward.




3 comments:

Iron Fist said...

I'm always amazed that cats tolerate us at all. Clearly they're the superior species.

Christine said...

Nice of you to make him feel good about himself, though.

gonzales said...

Hello Good Sir! It's been a while. So glad you're back in the painting grind. Salute!

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