BT’s String Obsession, Part II
I already regret giving Baby Titten a new string. However, I have to admit her persistance is quite admirable. Currently the string has been dragged into the hallway and every time I walk down it she runs right next to my feet, meowing, and batting at my feet and then stopping by and sitting on the string. If I ignore her, she sits and meows. Actually it is more of a buur-rupt? kind of sound. If I ignore her further, the cries progress into the more mournful ma-raooww! And then, when I walk back by, she insists on walking in front of my feet, as though trying to herd me back to her string. She is, of course, trying to tell me to play the string game, but my only goal while this goes on is not to trip over her and fall. Last night before bed, she was desperate to play and first thing this morning, before coffee or breakfast or a shower or even taking the dogs out, we had to play with the string. Sigh…