Me and Mini Scaredy

I’ve never had a relationship with ANYBODY — human, animal or plant — like the relationship I have with Mini Scaredy the feral cat.

She wants to be around me ALL of the time. It’s like she can’t get enough of me. She’s there waiting for me from the moment I show up at my campsite. Until the moment I leave. I’ll wake up in the middle of the night and there’s Mini Scaredy sleeping right on my chest and looking at me like, “Yes I’m still here. Pet me, you fool.” And she follows me everywhere I go. Even when I wander off into the woods to poop into a hole in the ground, she’ll follow me there.

Of course it’s flattering. And as an egomaniac it’s gratifying that somebody else finds me as interesting as I find myself.

But I wonder if there’s something wrong with that cat.

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