The New 'Man' in my Life

I have a charming little man who has become totally smitten with me ^{the feeling is mutual, by the way} and follows me wherever I go!

He's under my feet all the time; if I turn, so does he! I've had a couple of near-misses stumbling over him.

Of course, you know that I'm talking about my adopted PURRfect furry grandson, Poe, a real charmer who does not behave like a cat most of the time.
Yes, he can be aloof when it suits him, but he's often just like a little puppy dog, following me wherever I go, a very affectionate, but also very laidback young 'man'.

Poe joins me when I meet and greet new guests, and comes to say goodbye to them as well!

He is very curious, and highly intelligent, outwitted hubby and me one night when we sneaked out the kitchen door to go down to the BNB cottage. Guess who was waiting at the cottage door when we got there, Sir Poe, of course! He knew exactly where we were going, and escaped through the living room door!

We all know the phrase

Curiosity kills the cat!

Poe's curiosity however has won many a guest over despite me warning them not to let him bother them, nor allow him in their units.

He loves getting a back rub, and falls on his side waiting for me to stroke him with my foot; an old gal cannot bend down that far, and this Lizzie gal is always on the run! A big stretch after his backrub, showing off his furry white tummy, and rubbing his head in pure delight against the paving or the carpet.

There's no rest for the wicked, so even though I try and tiptoe to the loo in the dead of the night, he'll come from 'his bedroom' and greet me as I walk down the passage.
It's not easy giving backrubs when you're half asleep and quite unsteady on your feet, so he gets the cold shoulder at those times.

He's a very determined young man though, and takes no offense to my rejection, so keeps on trying to win me over.

I'll let him sleep by my feet, but once he gets restless and stands up arching his back in a stretching motion during the night, I give him the marching orders.

Poe still forgives me and comes into the bedroom in the morning for an early morning snooze.

I am sure he has ESP as he seems to know when I'm feeling down. He'll look me in the eyes, and start talking to me in a meowing dialect as if to say - don't you worry, I will not leave you!

I never thought I would be a cat person, yet this charming little man has completely won me over.
Life, unpredictably, as always, throws curveballs, and I was knocked over with a massive blow this year!

Poe does not like sitting on anyone's lap, but he must have felt something was not right with hubby's health, as he went through a phase of jumping onto his lap just two months before that awful day. He came and sat on my lap during that period one night, looked at me with big eyes, as if to tell me something, or maybe asking permission, I cannot tell! It was just so out of character.

At least now, in moments of feeling alone and lost, my furry grandson is always there to comfort me.

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