It occurs to me that when I first met Cat, I mostly observed her while she was stressed or scared. Often due to my own behavior toward her. Now that she’s relaxing a little . . . she’s actually quite playful. I like it. She’s teasing me and even flirting with me, like she’s trying to get a rise out of me. If she wants to poke the bear, I’m happy to show her how beastly I can be.
