|She's probably half the age she is now.|
What amazes me is that I know that by 15 months I was all into Amalia. When I'm with Orly she yanks my face, or grabs the remote or speedcrawls to the farthest free point. She has done one thing, so far, that points her on the right track - "so big" with her hands in the air. She is also grasping rudimentary sign language. When she can sign "I'm hungry" and "I've had enough, Daddy" then I think I will go in. Don't get me wrong, it's not a chore to be with her, she's quite cute and smelly; it's just that she's no smarter than your average cat.
|This is Pokey. She ran away.|
Where I feel bad is that when I was younger and had average cats, I was endlessly fascinated with their every moves.