Ever since Rhys was aware of more than a foot in front him, he has been enamored with Paddington the Cat. He wants to touch her, be with her, follow her. He offers her treats - his spoon, water, ball. Paddington...well, not so much. In the beginning of their relationship she tried to sit on my lap while I nursed Rhys. That didn't work very well so then she waited outside his room for me to return. After awhile, she has claimed the end of the bed as her own and deals with the attentions of Rhys as she must. (She does give little bats and nips when he gets too close.)
We are so pleased that Rhys is as fond of her as she is...it is worth all the hairballs for this smile on his face.
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