I walked in the door yesterday, and he wasn't as responsive as I had hoped. He was happy to see me, but something wasn't quite right. He listened to my stories, he looked at what I had brought home with me, but he wasn't fully paying attention. We ate together, but even that felt strained. Maybe he didn't miss me as much as I missed him?
We're slowly connecting again. He relented and hugged me for a little while, before busying himself with other things that needed his attention. It felt strange sleeping beside him, especially since things felt so tense, but we managed. Things are getting back to normal again. I woke up at 3am and he was asleep on my face, just like old times.
... and that was just Oscar.
HA.
Jason is doing great. He cooked dinner for me, let me snore myself to sleep at 8pm, and he and Oscar are joined at the hip now. I'm just a little bitter, but it's too cute not to like. This from the person who never really wanted a pet - ha! Now to work on Kitty #2.
The place looks a bit like a bachelor pad though. I will clean up a bit today, but I am not looking forward to unpacking. It's by far, the worst part about coming home.
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Men can be so fickle! :)
I find that, even after unpacking the clothes, the suitcases tend to linger for long after the trip.
Yay! I'm so happy you're home!! Unpacking has to be better with two handsome men, right? :o)
xox
Cats are master snubbers. Oscar will ignore you for a few days to get back at you for abandoning him, and then he'll forget about it :)
Hehe sleeping on your face :)
Once you start feeding him again, he'll be like putty in your hand! :)
Yay! It must be so nice to be home again, even if Oscar is giving you the cold shoulder. That's just his way of saying that he missed you! :)
We need pictures of the grown up Oscar!
Glad you're home safe and sound sweetie.
unpaaack! otherwise it'll sit around for aaages!
I only just realised the other day that I still had a jumper, a pair of socks and some underwear in a bag from when we had our sarahcarly visit.. that was like... six weeks ago.
whoops.
Awww, Oscar! My childhood cat used to follow me from room to room when I got back from a trip. She'd make sure I was looking and then very deliberately turn her back and give me an epic cold shoulder. Cats!
Welcome back to London :D
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