Thursday, November 06, 2003

So, as a random fluke of relocation, I am now with two cats. One is fat and an attention whore, the other is black and kinda skittish. The fat one sits under my chair on its side waiting for a chance to strike. He rears up on his hind legs and grabs my left arm away from the keyboard with his front paws. Then he'll bleat like mad till I pet his head. As I pet, he starts to move farther away as if I'm supposed to follow him away from my computer (heh, right,) so I stop petting. He mows a few times then goes back under the chair. This repeats every 20-30 mins. It's fortunate for the cat I've had girlfriends get me used to this behavior or it would be in the microwave by now.

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