When I wake up in the morning they're all over me, purring and swishing their tails, and I'm like: Awwwww!
But as soon as I'm out of bed they're making a beeline for the food dish. And it's like: Ptweeet! Yo! Over here, boss!
OK, so all that proves is that they got hungry overnight like anyone else, right? Doesn't mean the purrs of love in the bedroom weren't real, does it?
So then right after breakfast they're back pawing me, jumping on my lap, etc. But it turns out that NOW they just want their kitty snakcs.
Ok. I can handle that one, too.
After the snacks there's renewed interest in me.
Or is there?
Apparently now they just wanna be groomed.
After grooming it's "suddenly" time for a nap.
Ex-SCUSE me? . . . A nap?! Now?
What's up with that? I'm still in the mood for PETTING!!
Right before lunchtime there's more affectionate overtures followed by that Over here, boss! crap and then . . . yet ANOTHER nap.
Dinner time? It's the same damn thing.
Only afterwards now I'M sleepy.
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You know what really chaps me? —Sometimes I'll be sharing a quiet moment with them. They've just been fed and snacked. And napped. And they're being all affectionate with me. And I'm feeling fine, because now, finally, it's like: Dude! We don't want ANYTHING from you right now. We just LOOOOOOOVE you."
And I'm feelin' it. I'm really feelin' the love.
—And then out of nowhere a friend will drop by. Or a workman. Or the letter carrier.
And suddenly the cats are off me and all over this new dude, rubbing up against him, swishing their tails.
And you know what? You know what this behavior reminds me of? . . .
[And then a little voice in his head said: Oh no; don't go there, David. Do NOT go there!]
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