Meet Mr. Stewart

If there is anything that would hinder me from seeing the world, that is definitely is Mr. Stewart!  He is very needy.  Won't last a day without buggin' me.  There are times he would pull my hand and wake me up, just to prepare his food.  And even after long hours at work, he still have the gall to scream at me asking me to clean up his mess.  Despite all that, I still can't leave him.  He's just so cute!  He's just so sweet.  And the killer footsies that he gives... I just can't get enough of that.  If only I can take him whenever I travel.

Oh don't get me wrong, he's not some badass stay at home couch potato of a boyfriend.  Mr Stewart happens to be my 1 year old Persian kitty.  That mokong (crazy) of a cat just gives my day the color that it needs.  He's definitely a handful but he makes up for it with his sweetness and affection.  I got him last year from the pet shop and it was an easy choice for me.  When I opened his cage, he was the only one who excitedly climbed up my arms and held onto my neck while the others just snobbed me.  Clearly it was love at first sight.

One of his favorite spots is at the foot of the stand fan.  I dont understand why, perhaps because the vibration it makes can mimic a cat's purring.

Stewie also gives a killer footsie which is his way of saying its "pet me time."

When he was little, he would embrace my arms and just fall asleep.  Sweetness overload.

When I was still working, he would sense when I was about to leave.  He'd climb on top of my bag and would not let it go as if he wanted me to bring him to work.

He also has his moments.  There are times I would just wake up with scratches on my legs because he was trying to squeeze himself in between them.

But more than that, he's still my furry bundle of joy.  Who say's cats can't be sweet?