Miaow

Signs of Lily believing she is of the feline persuasion are becoming more pronounced; aside from her penchant for partaking in Tinker's breakfast (yesterday she was half way through a bowl of Felix before I managed to remove it), her fur fetish, her desperation to escape through the cat flap and her adoration of Tinker. I would like to present Exhibit A as further proof, a video of LLLT transporting her toys around the house in a blatant cat-like manner. She has taken to carrying around her prized possessions in her mouth and depositing them in corners as if she were happily relocating her kindle of kittens to a safer resting place.

Besotted

The most exciting thing in Lily's life at the moment is the cat, all of Lily's Love is directed towards Sir Launcelot Ghengis Tinkerbell...unfortunately it is not reciprocated. Tinker does his level best to sidestep the annoyance that is my daughter at every given opportunity and Lily's desperate attempts to touch and grab and squeeze and pull are almost always foiled.

It is quite heartbreaking to watch her being constantly rebuffed. Her little face never fails to light up with glee when the cat is in town, even in her darkest moments the mere mention of Tinker's name is enough to pull her out of most hissy fits. First love always hits the hardest, especially when it is unrequited.

Pay back time will be yours baby girl, once proper crawling has commenced.