She has always loved to cuddle with me and during my recent illness she seemed to really enjoy that I was constantly sitting on the couch. At least at first she liked it. Then she started finding other places to hang out.
I thought that she was just watching outside but I began to notice a theme. It didn't matter where she was in the house she had her back to me. I decided that she was angry with me for my explosive coughing that would send her to skittering off my lap.
This is me not looking at you.
I'll sit near you, but I'm not going to look at you.
No, I won't.
This is me ignoring you. Do you see me ignoring you?
I found this poor little bedraggled critter and had to save him from being run over.
He'd already lost his little ear.
Perhaps sensing that she'd gone a bit too far when an interloper appeared.
She decided to make up.
Though she's not looking too pleased with the prospect.