For those of you who know Siren's story this is an exceptional statement. The neglected/abused/thrown away cat of 9 years ago who had to be sequestered, handled carefully, sedated for vet appointments is in love. The cat who would not be carried or cuddled. The cat who would only stand on my lap for fleeting moments. That cat is in love.
All day long. Everyday. Treats or no treats. Hungry or full. Sleepy or frisky.
His main moves are pretty predictable
He circles wherever I might be
Finds a spot to watch me
The sofa is his favorite spot, especially if I'm on the laptop
He establishes contact
Let's me know he won't be moved
And then he attaches himself
If any of these shots are less than stellar it's because I was using the camera with my left hand while trying to keep Siren from grabbing it while making sure he didn't push the laptop off.
He loves me but he's still Siren
I have watched Siren mellow over the years but have never seen such huge changes over a short period of time. I'm guessing it's because of his health issues and that I'm the one who puts her hands into the carrier and nuzzles him at the vet no matter how much he hisses and growls and snaps.