He feels secure and entitled everywhere we go, like the world belongs to him.
He never resists the opportunity for mischief.
And sometimes he’s just 100% basic simple cat.
But EVER SO affectionate.
And once again, not the sharpest tool in the shed, but there’s never much point correcting him.
He’s gone longer some times than others. The longest absences coincide with periods when I’m feeling down. Correlation or causation (and in which direction)? Who knows. But I am always happy to have him back, and the world is right again.
Yeah, I take him out for walks too. People only stare if I look at and talk to him, though. I guess they can’t hear him. Here, he’d just received a new coat knitted from invisible sheep wool, since the weather had cooled and he demands the pinnacle of comfort.
Just like any other cat, he loves playing in boxes.
He is a source of comfort when I’m lonely and bored.
But not dependable. He comes and goes as he pleases. Good adventures result.