Sunday, March 13, 2011
Easy Like Sunday Morning
Karen Jo: You and Emma get exactly the same Stinky Goodness out of the very same can. There is no reason for you to eat hers.
Hers was closer when I got hungry.
Karen Jo: Emma gets hungry, too, and she won't come into the kitchen yet to eat at the buffet.
I don't know why. I won't hurt her.
Karen Jo: I think she is figuring that out, but she isn't completely sure yet.
I wish she would play with me.
Karen Jo: You made a good try this morning. When I woke up at not-quite-time-to-wake-up-yet, Herman was at my feet and Emma was cuddled up next to my chest as I faced the wall. Herman came over and lay down. I had turned down the covers a bit, as the sun was coming in and it was getting warm. Herman put his front paws under the turned down cover and moved them around, making baby Bed Monsters for Emma to pounce on. She ignored him. Then he darted out a paw and tapped her, urging her to kitty wrestle or even chase him. She just snuggled closer to my chest. The really important part of this interaction is that Emma did not hiss at Herman. This is the first time that Herman has touched Emma without her hissing at him.
She still hisses at me, though.