I can stare for a thousand years
Wanna know how much my kitty loves me? For the past couple weeks he's been slinking around the house trying to keep away from Kitty, who keeps hissing and trying to take his head of if he should come to close. He is currently sitting like a sentry exactly halfway between Kitty (in the doorway) and me (on the bed). His entire posture pretty much say's "My mommy. Fuck off." She's rushed him twice now and he still hasn't moved. She finally just settled in the doorway in a kitty-loaf and let him stare at her. It's nice to be loved but I wish there was someway to get these two to get along.