An Evening With Bridget

Something has happened to Bridget. My independent, naughty kitty has become my constant shadow - crying and needy.

As evidence I present: A Typical Evening with Bridget

1. Changing my clothes after work. Hello, Bridget!

2. Crying to be picked up and kissed. Fine, just for a minute, Bridget.

3. Wanting to help in the kitchen. Don't touch anything, Bridget!

4. Watching me do dishes. I'll sit on the couch soon enough, Bridget.

Pathetic, right? If only I could take a photo in the dark to show how she crowds me in bed at night. {Sigh}