Kitty Tolerance

I'm quite fascinated by Shia. At first I resented her for entering my yard. She began submitting to me the instant we made eye contact through the office window. Later as I relaxed on my cushy chaise lounge she approached the screened wall of the porch, rolled on her back, and showed me her belly. I was less than impressed with her rib cage yet she continued to show it to me every time she visited. Next the groveling process began. If I ignored her, she would vocalize her idolization of me. When she started repeating the things I did, I thought perhaps this is the one cat worthy of my acquaintance. Momma forbids direct contact between us, but if she is sitting at the back door as I walk by I occasionally will stop and try to smell her nose through the glass. Most of the time though I act as if I don't see her.

(Abbi watching Shia)