This week, Kevin has been away babysitting. Though it means that I have to spend extra time taking care of his horse, it also means I'm not spending time with Kevin. Consequently, I am spending a lot more time at home with Thunder.
I thought he would start taking me for granted and not be as demanding, but I was wrong. Aside from his time during deep naps--a necessity for all cats--he is more demanding. He wants to spend all his waking hours with me--and prefers to spend his sleeping hours with me, too. He is simply attached to me most of the time. If he is sunning himself, he wants me to sun with him. He wants to play, he wants to watch DVDs on his electric afghan with me, (Maggie likes that, too,) he wants to cuddle and on and on and on...
He wants me to sit with him when he eats. He wants me to feed him pieces of dry cat food--one piece at a time. He doesn't want me to clean, cook, eat my meals and he hates the computer.
He is sleeping with me nearly all night instead of just part of the night. He is waking me up at night because he wants pets. He is chasing Maggie away from me.
Of course, I just love all this. I can't get enough of Thunder time. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised this happened. He has always been such a dependant cat--not independent like most other cats.
I hope he can adjust back when Kevin is back in my life.
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