Pampered princess

[mousme]

George has developed a new complex/neurosis in which he likes having me around to eat. I don't have to be there the whole time, but I do have to go with him to the kitchen before he'll settle in front of his dish.

I am reminded of toughlovemuse walking her Jake to his dish, and somehow the whole process makes me both amused and sad.

George may be a pampered princess, but I think that, in the end, I would regret not taking the time to walk him to his dish. It seems like such a small concession.

Of course, right now I'm feeling less sentimental about the whole process because he just puked at my feet.

Ah, love. :P

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Naturally! How else can your cat share a meal with you that was so thoroughly enjoyed? ^_^