Child substitute
I had another moment last night when I realised how much of a child substitute a pet can be.
Cypher was being a bit needy. He wanted attention for some reason or another. Now, while a child may cry and whinge when in this mood, Cypher does the typical cat thing and gets underfoot - sometimes taking a swipe at my ankles as I walk past.
So, I picked him up, and held him in the crook of my arm resting him against my shoulder.
Of course, this was all happening while I was cooking dinner. So, there I was, carrying my cat on arm while stiring a pot, adjusting the oven, and cleaning some mushrooms with my other arm. And I realised that is exactly the sort of thing that people with small children do day in and day out...
Cypher was being a bit needy. He wanted attention for some reason or another. Now, while a child may cry and whinge when in this mood, Cypher does the typical cat thing and gets underfoot - sometimes taking a swipe at my ankles as I walk past.
So, I picked him up, and held him in the crook of my arm resting him against my shoulder.
Of course, this was all happening while I was cooking dinner. So, there I was, carrying my cat on arm while stiring a pot, adjusting the oven, and cleaning some mushrooms with my other arm. And I realised that is exactly the sort of thing that people with small children do day in and day out...