The little guy has been quite attached to me today, when he’s not busy trying to ambush Stan. For example, here he is after Udo and I returned from our morning constitutional.
This also happened when I came back in from walking Brian out at lunch.
He even tried to get into the shower with me tonight. Seriously, he was rattling the door and hopped right in the second I opened it. He’s still damp from winding his fuzzy little bod around my wet ankles and he doesn’t give a fig. I adore this affectionate little nutbar.