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verbicideI hadn't eaten all day, wasn't able to go back to sleep after my early morning, and was trying to throw something together to eat. Hobbes frantically kept meowing and hurling himself at my legs, indicating that he was starving to death and hadn't had a bite to eat since the last ice age.
He gets a quarter can of wet food each night. Sometimes he starts to remind of me this fact at 10am. So I impatiently yelled at him and tossed him out of the kitchen. It was maddening, but to be fair to him, it is usually when I feed him. He kept trying. I took my plate back to the sink, he was there. I just ignored him, lost in my own thoughts. Finally, fed, and somewhat relaxed, I remembered him. He was quietly curled up on the bed, having given up on me for the night.
I went over to apologize, and that's the amazing thing about him. No hard feelings. He purred and head butted me. He didn't even beg for food. He just purred and was exceptionally sweet. I felt like a complete asshole.
I went to the kitchen, got his food ready. He eventually heard and happily hurried over.
All is forgiven. I always feel like such a heel after something like this. I really am lucky to have him.
So yeah. This is just a post saying: I love my cat, he is so cool. He is my best friend. Me + Hobbes= 4 Ever.
He gets a quarter can of wet food each night. Sometimes he starts to remind of me this fact at 10am. So I impatiently yelled at him and tossed him out of the kitchen. It was maddening, but to be fair to him, it is usually when I feed him. He kept trying. I took my plate back to the sink, he was there. I just ignored him, lost in my own thoughts. Finally, fed, and somewhat relaxed, I remembered him. He was quietly curled up on the bed, having given up on me for the night.
I went over to apologize, and that's the amazing thing about him. No hard feelings. He purred and head butted me. He didn't even beg for food. He just purred and was exceptionally sweet. I felt like a complete asshole.
I went to the kitchen, got his food ready. He eventually heard and happily hurried over.
All is forgiven. I always feel like such a heel after something like this. I really am lucky to have him.
So yeah. This is just a post saying: I love my cat, he is so cool. He is my best friend. Me + Hobbes= 4 Ever.
