Yesterday morning I brought my computer down to the dining room table, where I did some work whilst enjoying my coffee. At one point I looked down, to my left, and saw that my parents’ Persian cat was hanging out on our porch, right outside our sliding glass door. (They live next door now.) Along came Lester, and the following transpired:
First, a meeting. Shared looks and stares. He’s looking eager, while she, ever the Lady, is playing it cool. She’s avoiding eye-contact, and doesn’t want to seem eager. But she isn’t going away, either.
At last the eye contact comes…but alas! The infernal glass door is still there, forever separating the two feline lovers!