Quick Story

Hey guys,

Wiley's a little high thanks to the new catnip infused scratching rug I got him in hopes of saving my arms, the couch, the chairs, etc, some Wiley-esque wear and tear, so I'm back for your daily dose of cute.

I wish I had a picture of this, but as soon as I moved to setup a camera of some sort, Wiley was fascinated. He's a little ADD fluffball! Anyway, if you know me at all, you know I HATE having to touch my eyeball and hate people touching their eyes. Contacts?! Fuhgeddaboudit! My supposed "best" friends in high school would torture me in 1st hour by touching their eyes when I needed to focus but could see their grossness in my peripheral vision. Its been 7 years and no, I haven't forgotten!

Anyway, high-as-a-kite Wiley man started loooking at me. He was giving me the "omg what is this?! I must observe and then POUNCE!" look we've gotten to know so well. When his butt started wiggling, he didn't LEAP, but stalked, and got riiiight up in my face with his nose near my eyes. Every time I blinked, he jumped back. This happened a few times, sadly.

I wish I could tell you what happened next- did he try to lick my eye, make love to the mascara'd lashes?!- but like I said at the top, I moved, he moved, that particular storyline over :/


For now, here's your dose of cuteness:

UPDATE: As soon as I wrote that? he was transfixed again. See picture proof below, and sorry that the photos are dark and grainy!

I promise Wiley will take over again just as soon as he realizes my arm isn't a chew toy. Oh man, this might take a while...

-Syd