Why are our pets so clingy to me? Remember when Cassie went through that 6 month phase where she would bark and whine whenever I left the room? I remember it vividly as the time I kept that plastic bag, cinder block, and map to the river in my pocket to make me feel better.
Now, Momo has developed a similar problem. He follows me all over the apartment, and even when he's nowhere to be found, I only need to turn my back for a second and then turn back around to find him sitting there, staring at me in wide-eyed wonder. He tries to crawl into my socks as I put them on, nibbles my toes while I pee, and pitches a hissy fit when he's separated from me at night. Let me assure you, Miniature Satan is damn tenacious, too. He will keep up his yowling for a good half hour to an hour each night. One night, I had to pee in the middle of his scream himself to sleep routine, and he instantly stopped bellyaching when I entered the bathroom (which is where he stays at night, with his toys, food, water, and litter box) and started purring at a level that should have liquefied his brain. His favorite thing to do is drape himself around my shoulders like some weird cat scarf and give my ears love bites.
I like the cat and all, don't get me wrong. But I prefer that he stay on the floor. And be a dog. All the problems we had with Cassie, I never had to wear her as a hat to keep her placated.
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