did errands at ayala this afternoon then walked around with LP in the grassy bit between the terraces and marriot. we were practicing his hands-free walking, and he does this annoying-cute thing of biting my arm when he reaches me. not sure why he does that. he is not angry or what. in tagalog, its gigil and i still have to find the english equivalent for that word. it roughly means wanting to bite or pinch someone as a sign of affection.
the biggest drama today happened when we got home. our fatty black&white cat had been placed on a diet by BBB, wherein instead of getting to eat out of her ice cream tin of dry cat food (usually friskies or whiskas), BBB doles out a small portion on one of my vintage gold-detailed Lanvin saucer. dig that.
anyway, the drama was, LP insists he is entitled to eat fattykat's food and sits by her, watching her eat, before sneaking a piece for himself. having been caught and made to spit the offensive item out, he tries to turn around to get another piece. a squabble between us ensues--him just generally trying to stay out of my reach so i don't pick him up--me half-picking him up and half-preventing him from hitting his head on the tiled floor.
it ended in his tears and our raised voices, with me explaining that cat food is yuck! and not for him.
but what should i expect from the child of the little boy who used to eat the dog's biscuits?
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