- October 18, 2006 -
Sorcha's reaction at first was her typical quietly territorial standoffishness, but incredibly, she warmed up to him quite a bit in just about ten minutes. She keeps acting like, "I want to like you, but it feels so wrong!" He got down on her level, he pets her a little, she shoots him a look, he backs off, he goes back to petting her, she flops over, remembers that she's supposed to hate his guts, shoots him a look... kitty magic indeed.
The only other person she seems to tolerate at all is my friend Monica.
"We Meet Again!"
I accidentally found Rob at the airport and decided he needed to stay with me for a couple days. There was debate in the car as to whether or not Sorcha would remember him. He did, after all, live with us for a bit in Urbana, and was around a whole heck of a lot for several years. My vote was that no, she wouldn't remember and would also hate him as she hates everyone, and his vote was that even if she didn't he could work his "kitty magic".
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