There is something Edmund and I like to say to each other: when it’s Lenny time, it’s Lenny time.
This is me and Lenny a couple of Saturdays ago. He decided that it was “Lenny Time.” This meant he jumped up on my lap, purring loudly, while trying to get comfortable, crawling under the slanket I was cuddling in and otherwise being an adorable pest. Lenny Time.
Here is Lenny and Edmund. Guess what time it is?
You’d think that, based on “Lenny Time” that Lenny is the dominant cat, is the braver cat. But you’d be wrong. When we brought Lenny and Squiggy home, Squiggy was the first one to explore the house and Lenny hung back. When my friend Donna and her daughter Alyssa fed our kitties when we were out of town this summer, Lenny hid under the bed, and Squiggy got all the lovin’.
Squigman is like, whatever.
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Do you have a pet? How does your pet get your attention?
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