I’ve been sleeping with him for two weeks; guess it’s time for an introduction
World, meet the ever so imaginatively named Tiger. Tiger, world.
Tiger's somewhere between 13 and 17 years old. He arrived in mid-September with my brother (who had inherited him from a previous housemate; long story) and spent his first few weeks here snarling at me and threatening to rip my face open. I won him over eventually as I always do (no one expects a charming Cathy!), and he moved into my room in mid-October. As of the last two weeks, he's usurped Fred's and Frankie's places to become my bedmate.
And as you can see, he's made himself quite at home. This is his "come hither" look. Rub da belly, ruuuuub daaaaaa beeeeeelly!!!
And every night he nibbles my nose before going to sleep, and every morning he nibbles my nose upon the alarm going off. I dare say that he's becoming smitten.
Tiger's somewhere between 13 and 17 years old. He arrived in mid-September with my brother (who had inherited him from a previous housemate; long story) and spent his first few weeks here snarling at me and threatening to rip my face open. I won him over eventually as I always do (no one expects a charming Cathy!), and he moved into my room in mid-October. As of the last two weeks, he's usurped Fred's and Frankie's places to become my bedmate.
And as you can see, he's made himself quite at home. This is his "come hither" look. Rub da belly, ruuuuub daaaaaa beeeeeelly!!!
And every night he nibbles my nose before going to sleep, and every morning he nibbles my nose upon the alarm going off. I dare say that he's becoming smitten.