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

Comments

[mousme.livejournal.com]

I'm really sorry, but when I didn't hear back from you I agreed to have dinner with my parents tonight.

When I said "a little bit of notice" I meant about 24 hours.

I hope you can find someone else for that ticket. Thank you so much for thinking of me. :)

[diggerlicious.livejournal.com]

Oh! Woops, sorry! I didn't catch that bit. No, the ticket is for YOU and if you want I can just drop it over to your place later on today, I have to be in the area anyway but you'll have to remind me of your address? It's for two, any time as long as the movie is in the theatre.

[mousme.livejournal.com]

Oh, wow, thank you!

My address is 5962 Hamilton.

(I'm going to delete this comment after a few hours, so I hope you check it soon.:) )