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I'm so glad I got a cat! The dog left some time ago, and Vincent the cat is now back to his relaxed self. He gives me constant amusement and delight.
In the mornings he throws himself at my feet, brushing against my ankles and rolling over.
He follows me from room to room. I can't have a bath without him scratching at the door. So I'll jump out the bath and open the door to let him in. He's frightened of water, of course, but he'll stand up with his front legs on the top of the bath and peer at me, wondering what I'm doing.
I like how his front legs also function like arms. I like his silly little ears.
I like seeing him in the garden, jumping in the air as he tries to catch flies.
I leave my door open when I go to bed, and he often sleeps next to me. Sometimes he'll climb over me in the night and I'll almost wake up and play with him. Then I'll fall asleep again, and the next day it will seem like I dreamed it.
I took him to Celia Hammond. He was terrified to be out the house, and hid underneath the blanket in the carry-case. The lady at reception said "Oooh, I had a Vincent too". He was given worming tablets, a couple of vaccinations, and flea-repellent cream. His weight was found to be normal, and the vet said judging by his teeth he's coming up to 2 years old.
The one thing wrong with him is he has conjunctivitis or pink-eye. So for the past week I've had to grab him three times a day and put eye-drops into his eyes as he tries to struggle free.
It's quite sad but this is the closest I've come to being a parent, or ever having anybody to look after or care for.