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Scoutie

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When I'm home alone (which isn't very often lately), the cats and dogs seem to sense my vulnerability and take full advantage of it.  They recognize that I'm not taking care of anyone else, and I don't seem busy.

Scout especially moves in.  And I mean that literally.

While eating my lunch, I like to take a break and watch a couple of minutes of TV.  Scout starts watching me while sitting on the floor.  Within minutes, he is sitting next to me.  Very politely sitting next to me, but sitting next to me.  And staring at me.

In fact, the longer I take to recognize him and give him a pet, the closer he moves in.  When I took this picture, I was literally hugging the side of the couch, barely able to lean back far enough to get the picture:


He will hold this position for a good while until he realizes that he needs to move closer.  This is when he tries to crawl into my lap, but with his drooling, he is quickly shooed away.


No problem in Scout's wee mind.  He jumps up on the back of the couch and begins the stare-down then.  If THIS doesn't make me feel uncomfortable (and completely guilty), I don't know what will!

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  1. John KennedyMarch 27, 2013 at 7:05 PM

    Scoutie is a cat who knows what he wants and is persistent enough to eventually get it, Larisa's attention.

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  2. LinzMarch 30, 2013 at 8:35 PM

    That is hilarious and maybe a little creepy, but really so funny. Too bad he won't just stare at the TV instead of you.

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