my #1 cat

Ludwig has a large amount of dignity. I've been with him for 3 years and I have only seen him going to the bathroom twice. He quit peeing midstream and ran to the other room. I walk up behind him eating, casually, without making a big scene of entering the room. Out of the corner of his eye he catches me and immediately walks away like a befuddled bulimic in a binge.

When he doesn't have dignity is when he needs attention. He is only too eager to assume the role of a needy boyfriend. His eyes glow yearningly and his nails dig into my jeans until I pet his squishy head. He turns his head so my hand rubs the glands on the side of his face. He smells himself on my hands and purrs with delight. He has been sitting around the house all day, and my other cat is a rowdy bitch.