It's tough being a cat, especially one who shares his digs with a 1 year old.
...or circling the house, looking for a kid-free zone.
Oscar was my "baby" before I had a baby, and sadly, his position in the household has dropped to the lowest rung. He's the sweetest cat too, which makes me feel bad that I don't lavish him with attention like I used to.
It's not that I don't still love him, I just don't have time for him. When I sit down for a moment, he's instantly wanting my lap. Frankly, by that time, I'm sick of holding beings!
It's nothing that a little catnip...
Or snuggling on my robe won't cure. At least temporarily.