I feel bad for that last post – like it’s a burden (see the very last bullet point). So anyway, here’s some fluff about my magnificent best friend Winston, which I hope you will enjoy:
These are all of Winston as a baby. He’s much much much larger now.
Winston likes to hold hands. When he’s sleeping and I’m reading and we’re on the same bed or chair, he’ll keep my hand right next to his face with his claws.
A couple nights ago, Winston was on my lap while I ate an Otter Pop. He was interested in the wagging tail-end of the popsicle’s wrapper, and batted at it a couple times. I encouraged this behavior. Eventually, he bit it and we did a bit of an awkward tug-of-war. And then I died because a person can only handle so much.
My dad picked up Winston for the first time yesterday. They don’t like each other too much, but remain tolerant because I love them both. Anyway, it was really uncomfortable for both of them and you could see it on their faces. And it was hilarious.
Winston will either nuzzle something when he wants it, lay down and point at it. So when he wants fresh water, he meows (a lot), lays down, and points at his water dish with his front paws. When he wants to go outside, he’ll nuzzle my bare feet and then nuzzle my shoes. When he wants to get up on my lap, he’ll nuzzle the legs of the chair.
Winston can climb up walls and trees like a monkey.
Winston goes crosseyed when he’s tired.
Winston is adorable. I wish I had baby pictures of my cat, but we got him when he was already a year old when my boyfriend’s (now husband) roommate started dating a girl who didn’t like him (and he eventually married her). So here is where Storm stayed, and he is very, very spoiled.
I hate to tell you, but Winston is always cross-eyed. Which makes sense, considering how much he sleeps. How the books treating you? Want me to help you write the birth plan? I am pretty good at it. They often take a good amount of revision before they are just how you want them.