July 12th 2010 3:40 pm
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I had one habit that frustrated mama. When she would start to pick me up, I would trill and then run away. I wasn't scared; it was a fun game to play. Mama didn't think it was fun. It made her sad because she wanted to hold and cuddle me and stroke my beautiful soft fur.
Then one day Gunnie got sick and had to go to the hospital. I looked for him and called for him, but he was gone. I went to mama and stood on my hind legs and asked "Mama, where is Gunnie? I miss him. Can I sit on your lap?" Mama picked me up and held me and cuddled me and stroked my fur and kissed me. I purred and purred and purred. The next time mama tried to pick me up, I still trilled, but I didn't run away. I let her pick me up and hold me like a baby.
Mama thought I would start playing the trill and run game again when Gunnie came home that evening, but I decided I like being cuddled and rocked and held like a baby. Now mama and I are both happy because mama gets to hold me like a baby and cuddle and kiss me, and I am happy because mama loves me SO much and shows it.
I would never wish anything bad to happen to Gunnie, but thanks Gunnie for getting sick and showing me it is OK not to run off when somebody wants to love on you.
Gunnie is back to his old self, runnin and gunnin and leaping on me and wrestling. Some day when I'm all grown up, I'll show my brother just what I'm made of and it ain't all sugar and spice.
Glad Gunnie is ok. We miss our family members when they go to the vets and have to stay. It's just not same, until they return.
Have a great day.
Love, Kibbles, Francis, & Yoda
I'm glad your brofur is okay. And yes, it's good to let the humans love on you.