So, I spend all day. ALL DAY. chasing after Leo, trying to get his attention. I was petting him 24/7. I gave him treats. And do you think he even gave me a sideways glance? No! At 9PM, I finally realized I wasn't getting anywhere, so I turned on the TV and sat down to watch a movie. Two hours later, I'm dozing in front of the screen with the low volume on. Suddenly, I hear a loud SNIFF SNIFF SNIFF and open one eye to see Leo, on his hind legs, in my face, sniffing me. Of course I ran a hand down his back to calm him down. After he dropped down back onto the floor, I let my hand drape off the couch and went back to sleep. Not 5 minutes later, my hand was bumped and prodded repeatedly by my cat's wet nose. So I sat up, groggy and sleepy, and gave him a few pats. It was 11PM, and I was tired. He moves away, and then comes straight back to rub his whole body, along my BLACK pants twice. Of course that's followed by tickling my knee with his long whiskers, and telling me I'm his by rubbing his chin and face against me. ANY other time of day I would've cried OMG THIS IS A DREAM COME TRUE!! But at 11:30 at night? I decided he was hungry and I got up to fill his food bowl, and my #1 fan follows me. He watches carefully to make sure I put enough food, but doesn't eat. I left to scoop his litter box, but Stalker Kitty follows, staring at me. I finally gave up and went back to the couch. Of course he has to give me his cutest big kitty eyes, mentally willing me to pick him up and cuddle, instead of going back to my soft couch for sleeping. In the end, he fell asleep and I placed him in the basket, escaped upstairs before he could stalk me some more, and locked the door. At 1AM, I was woken up by the loud banging of paws against my door. The morning found me sleep-deprived, on the floor, while Leo stretched luxuriously on the entirety of the Queen-sized bed.
This is my life.
-Christina
