Tigger grows on me. He listens to my footsteps as I climb the stairs. He does his usual awake-from-sleep stretch and then walk over to the door.
I open the door, and he does his usual chatter.
"Why are you back so late?"
"Where is my food?"
"I want a hug!"
I hurry over to give him a pat. Then take the cat food from the refrigerator. I pour the contents from the can into the tupperware. I put it into the microwave and set it to heat for ten seconds.
I scoop the food into his dish and bring it to the bathroom. Tigger continues to nag at me. And then he takes his dinner.
He is so adorable.