I was able to get a few minutes in this morning with Tux.
He knocked around some toys, got some ear rubs, and for some reason he likes to nibble on my toes.
Probably spent 45 minutes in the house before he was ready to go back outside.
Enjoying hanging out with my buddy. My legs have already been nibbled on, my nose has been bumped, and booped, my chinny chin chin rubbed. He's been fed, and he seems to be relaxing while I watch the TV. And enjoy a decaf cup.
Hey, the kids around here know how to work it. Treats have been thrown out the window for the kitties.
Yeah, they have me wrapped around their little paws.
Kooky longs for the outside. So much so that he makes hell at night, jumping, yowling, pestering me to open the door, any door. Unfortunately I live on a high floor with TWO balconies, and seeing how he perches himself at suicidal angles on the balcony, I had to close all doors which makes both of us miserable 😅
Having spent most of his life as an outside cat, Kooky is not going to transition to being an indoor cat. Tough decisions have to made.