My Girl Much Too Lovey Dovey

Uh, I didn’t expect this. The blind guy was never this affectionate. Why would I think she would ever want to kiss me? She likes to kiss me on my head. I love the petting, but the kissing is too much. She even likes to pick me up and hold as if I’m a human baby. It’s just too much. I hate to be picked up. I do like to sit on her lap, but not when she wants to hold on to me. No, that’s just too much.

I like to sleep cuddled up to her, but not when she wants to hold on me too. I am not a stuffed animal. I’m a real animal. I’m alive. Spot, the kitten she bottle fed, liked to be held by her a lot. But I never did. I just don’t understand her need to be so affectionate. I kept asking her to stop and she would every time. But still I never knew when she would do it again.

Would a child of her have own been better for her than me? I don’t know. I know the kitten helped. He loved it more than I ever did. I guess she just wanted to treat us fairly. I know she loves me, but that kind of affection was just going way too far.

I don’t know if my girl wants a child of her own. As far as I understand she could still have one. I don’t know if she will. She doesn’t act like she likes to have human guys around for more than friendship. She certainly didn’t bring anyone home either. Not that we typically had many visitors as we did at my first home.

However, I did see a glimpse that some guys found her attractive. She didn’t respond well to them. I don’t know what it was. Perhaps she just didn’t like those sorts of guys? I don’t know what she goes for. I do know she’s a crazy cat lady and has no problem with being around cats.

I do know her fairly well now. I think she prefers cats over guys. She is certainly happy with at least one cat around. She can be too isolated and alone too much of the time. She keeps to herself and does what she can to take care of herself and any cats she lives with.

I do love my girl. I just never thought it would mean that I would have to put up with kisses on occasion. Ugh. What was also bad was that she tended to pet other cats when she was out. It used to make me so mad and jealous! I couldn’t understand why she would go and pet other cats. Then I learned she just loves cats in general very much. I learned to live with it as long as she pets me too.

At least she loves me. If she didn’t, I’m not sure I could have put up with her behavior. She does give me plenty of attention and affection. She even takes some time everyday, no matter how busy she is, to pet me and shower me with lots of love, attention, and affection. She even compliments me. I love those times. Sitting or lounging on her lap as she pets me gently and tells me how much she loves me and why she loves me.

I loved it when my whirlwind of a girl was calm and gentle. It was better than when she was hyper and chasing me around our place. Or picking me up and cuddling with me. I suppose if she didn’t love as much as she does, I would be much too lonely.

Sometimes when I was way too curmudgeonly, she would get out a damp washcloth and rub me down with it. As soon as the washcloth was on me, I was completely quiet and relaxed. She knew how to massage me! I never even told her about that. Well, I didn’t even know about it myself. I had no idea about massage and how we cats needed it done.

I doubt I could have been as lucky with others who couldn’t stand how whiny I was. But my girl took care of me and loved me truly. Even if she tended to take it too far. I suppose I have gotten used to it now.