
So over the last few months Vashti has decidedly changed her personality into a very sweet and loving little cat. The problem may be that I'm allowing her to be too spoiled to the point where, if I don't pick her up enough, she'll just walk around and cry. I'm trying to cut back, honestly, but who doesn't find it fun to have a cat that will just hang out and be held while you blog on the computer, while you brush your teeth, look for the right pair of socks, etc.? Am I right, people?
Anyway, I'm trying to cut the cord a bit so she's totally not in my lap while I'm writing this. Actually, I think she's eating. I'm always second fiddle to that bowl of dry food.