I love my cat, His Royal Highness, Crown Prince Tommy of Assholia" so very much, but it really doesn't seem He loves me back, less and less each month now.
He stays out all day; IF I go out, He follows me and talks to me, but He will NOT let me pick Him up to pet.
Instead He will wind Himself round my legs, talking and purring. Which is fine as far as it goes.
Mosquitoes are tearing His ears up, but He won't let me "doctor" them.
He rarely wants me to play with Him outdoors now, and is decimating the local bird population.
This is problematic for me, because some of them may be rather rare, plus while He still comes in when I ring his "Dinner Bell" at the appointed time (between 3-5 pm) He usually doesn't eat that much at the time, finishing up the canned food by the time He goes out the next morning. I have two bags of dry food He will not eat now unless I mix the canned food with it.
He has NOT come to my bed this past 5 days.
I miss that so much
Most disturbingly, I worry that I may have damaged His eyesight, playing with the Laser. I've tried hard to not let it shine directly in His face, we don't even play with it now, because He is wise.
He knows the green spot is coming from my hand.
When He comes in from outside, He keeps looking around at all the areas He has come past for all the time since He came to live with me, as He is looking for a Snake, this includes my room and the Kitchen.
This is why I wonder about His eyes, but He can't be that bad if He is catching birds.
This morning, He was watching me from the top of a ladder
We had some bad storms and high winds yesterday afternoon/night. When I first went out with my umbrella, calling to Him (He was under my car) He ALMOST came to me, but when a drop of rain hit Him, He said "Nope"
I saw Him going into the garage before the worst rain hit.
Later during a lull, He DID come to me from under the studio building.
Last night after He ate, he stayed in the front room all night.
I don't know what time He went out this morning, I only know all the canned food was gone from His bowl.
This afternoon, a friend who is coming Wed to do some housework for me had her dog Gucci with her.
His Majesty was not amused.
I miss my baby so much.
He is right here, but He is NOT here it seems. When I went to pet Him just a few moments ago, He HISSED and SPAT at me