The things we love about Nietzsche
The way she inspects my work after I've cleaned off the coffee table.
The way she sniffs all new items brought into the apartment.
The way she stalks Scout like a lioness.
The way she looks me right in the eye and seems to be trying as hard as she can to understand me.
The way she rolls over on to her back and lifts her paws in the air seeming to say "rub my belly."
The way she cuddles up on top of the sikh.
The way she charges out the front door in order to check out the hallway and make sure nothing suspicious is going on out there.
The way she goes ballistic and scares the veterinary technicians.
The way she follows me into the bathroom and jumps on my lap.
The way she goes "rarr rarr rarr" when we feed her Holly's naturalistic food supplement.
The way she sits on the top of the kitty tree like she's king of the world.
The way she sits holding her head tall like a magestic lion.
The way the vertical lines on her face remind me of the striped cats I had as a child.
The way she meows back at me when I call her name. Yes, she knows her name.
The way she surprises me on a daily basis with how smart and sensitive she is.
The way she calls out in the night after the lights have been turned off. Not quite sure why but happens almost daily.
The way she knocks the hairbrush into the bathtub.
The way she'll knock anything off the table if she can.
The way she loves to be rubbed by a hairbrush.
The way she pounces at a pen or stick when you show it to her over the edge of a desk.
The way she loves being in a box! Rolling around, lounging, chirping, etc.
The way she comes & sits on the desk while I'm working there.
The way she waps Scout sometimes to let her know to keep moving...
We'll miss you, Rug Rat, Wobbly-Eyed Fool, Fuzz head, Al.
posted by Cin and Vin @ 10:06 PM
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