Twink has a staring problem. I realize that staring problems are not rare among cats, indeed they're quite common. But Twink's goes beyond the pale.
I wake in the morning, before first alarm – Twink is sitting on my bed, in very close proximity, staring intently.
While I'm sitting at the computer, Twink is nearby – gaze affixed.
In the kitchen, she's there, eyes on me.
Sometimes it seems she's everywhere. On the couch, in the bathroom, on the dining room table. Staring. Never blinking.
I guess I should be glad she doesn't try to trip me on the stairs like Darwin does.
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