October 20, 2013
It's as if I have two cats. One is a wild beast that reacts to any movement like a hunter. He has a will as strong as a survivor instinct. if I shoo him away from a table as he reaches to play with a plant, he returns to the table in defiance--more than once! The other cat seeks me out when in need of comfort; sweetly strives to get as close to my cheek has he can to muzzle my face. Mornings, he quietly walks on the bed and settles in the crook of my neck, and purrs.