Fatty was so scared when she first met me. She would meow constantly for a bit then hide under the bed and hiss at approaching people. When she was petted, it was nothing more than a wary pat or two. Then she'd get up and sit on the bed still like a statue and let people pet her all she wanted. She was sort of bipolar, IMO (going from hissing to docile to scared and all).
But I was sitting on the couch, and all of a sudden Fatty got up and licked me. I don't care if it hurt, she likes me now!
I'm proud of myself.
But I was sitting on the couch, and all of a sudden Fatty got up and licked me. I don't care if it hurt, she likes me now!