Saturday, February 12, 2011

So in love

Oscar is in serious, undeniable, head over heels love...with me.  I'm blaming it on pregnancy pheromones or something like that, because Oscar has never, ever had this level of need to be with me.  If I watch TV, he's on my lap.  In bed at night, he's on my side (not my side of the bed, my actual side of my body), or my head or my legs or snuggled right up under my chin.  He follows me around the house and looks sadly up at me when I don't pick him up.  Strangely, Andrew isn't jealous.  I guess he's just not taking Oscar and his interspecies love affair very seriously.

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