Friday, December 09, 2005
"Don't leave!"
This is what I have to deal with when I come home for lunch, and sometimes in the morning. Fizzie will get in this mood where he doesn't want to be away from me. When I have to leave... forget about it. He'll stand in front of the door, meowing in protest, and sometimes swat my hand away from the doorknob (which I have captured on film in all its glory).
Sometimes, he acts WAY too much like a little kid. I guess that's why you gotta love him.
Comments:
That's so damn cute. I think that you need to do one of two things; stay away from home as long as you can or win the lottery and stay home so you don't have this problem.
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