Libby

After re-positioning the couch cushions Libby did not have the courtesy to move so I had no choice but to place the cushion over her and she stayed. What a dork. I don't know why she thinks that I'm going to work around her and not move her if she's in the way. Nope.

And here she is laying on my papers while I was journaling. She has been spending a lot of time sitting next to me these last couple of weeks ... pure love for me I guess.

Although she can be quite bothersome, especially when she stands right by my feet in the kitchen and I about trip every three seconds, I still love her. I don't know why cats have to be so touchy but that doesn't stop me from gently pulling the fur from under her paws or smell her paws {I know, weird right?} or hold her like a baby. And I can't help but to give her a big old hug when she's laying down comfortably. She just looks so cute but cute does not equal nice and boy, does she ever let me know how she's feeling. She will swipe at my hand or try to bite my hand. That's when I tell her, "Libby, you better not ever bite me!!!" She knows when I get upset with her cause she gives me that "oh crap" look and runs away. Lol!! But I know she loves me. I know that my voice, when I'm talking to her in a loving way is calming to her. She trusts me. She just doesn't like to be messed with and we both know it. We just like to annoy each other in our own ways.
I like that we have our pets we can confide in or cuddle with. May sound weird but it can be quite a stress reliever. They've seen us at our most vulnerable and yet they still love us unconditionally without judgement. A headbutt from her is all it takes sometimes to help me get my day going.