I’m seriously sad about the turn of events with Boots! You know that Rita adores Vince. She isn’t mean to me but she has no use for me at all. I pick her up and she’s fighting to get down. Vince picks her up, she snuggles up against him (briefly) and has that loving look in her eyes.
Boots has always been MY cat. In the sewing room, he sat with me while I sewed, while I knitted, while I did computer work. Now . . he has nothing to do with me. He follows Vince around like a puppy. Today Vince went to the bathroom, closed the door and Boots sat at the door and meowed in this “death is imminent” meow. He waited there til Vince came out of the bathroom. What is wrong with me? I’m a nice person and they can both thank me for their cushy living quarters. When Rita first arrived, Vince fixed her a bed in an old vacuum cleaner on the porch OUTSIDE! I got back from Missouri and said “No! She’s too little to live outdoors!” and we brought her in. Boots came as a kitten and I said “He can live in the sewing room. It’s safe and warm/cool in there!” Vince didn’t even want a cat in the house and I convinced him to give it a try with Boots here and this is what I get!
Yesterday Boots did hop up in my knitting chair with me. I was so happy! But, he wanted my yarn ball and as soon as he was able to make a getaway with the yarn, he was down.
I told Vince “I’m getting a dachshund!” Vince said “How do you know it won’t like me best?” That was not an encouraging thing to say.
I really do not know why both Rita and Boots like Vince so much and me so little. I don’t like it one bit. I had accepted that Rita would never love me like she loves Vince but Boots . . that caught me by surprise. I’m hoping that once Vince goes back to Texas and I’m here alone with them, at least Boots will remember that I was his first best buddy and we can rekindle that relationship before Vince gets back and resumes the position of “Most Loved by the Pets” around here.