He's a guy who resists cuddling, who tolerates being picked up but seldom jumps into a lap. Sleeps on the bed out of necessity (warmth) rather than companionship.
But lately, in the past five or six days, he's been voluntarily climbing into Joe's lap and settling in for a cosy visit. And when I've picked him up, he's relaxed (well, somewhat) and even napped a bit in my lap. Totally out of character for Bodacious, the worst-named cat in history.
And in the past two days has provided us with not one but two small mouse offerings. In April, no less, not October when we've come to expect such tributes.
Think he's workin' up to something? Maybe asking some girl cat to move in?
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