My Scottish Fold baby, Basil Farrow, didn't want me to leave him. When I spread out my clothes on my bed, he promptly sat on them and refused to get up. Later, he buried himself in my Nightmare Before Christmas suitcase. 'If I squish my ears down, maybe she won't notice I'm here!'
How can anyone resist this sad kitty face? I wish I could take my son to Tokyo...
