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Originally Posted by pshrynk
Huh. Thspud, the Nip Addict won't talk to me for at least a day after we're gone for vacation.
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Our previous cat, Homer (he's not dead - our Sydney neighbours adopted him when we moved north), would drive us nuts when we got home from any time away. He'd spend all night purring on your pillow and trying to cram his face up your nostrils, and would, outside of bedtime, wander to different parts of the house and whine (his rather pathetic meow made one suspect he was a closet alcoholic and smoker) until you called him, then he'd come down, climb onto your lap and spend 20 minutes trying to get comfortable ("comfortable" meant "Rub me on the tummy or I'll keep moving") and basically trying to shove his face up your nostrils.
Damn it, now I miss the little bugger.
Cheers,
Marc (who doesn't go anywhere without the dogs)