-He hides food throughout the house. Just in case I decide to stop feeding him- he's got a stash.
-He won't let me forget to feed him. He will push his bowl around the room until I get up and fill it.
-He scrunches up the bathroom rug to make a comfy bed for himself downstairs.
-He hates pillows. He pushes them all off the couch, even on the other end where he's not laying.
-He bursts in on me when I am in the bathroom and, realizing I'm trapped, he bugs me until I pet him.
-Periodically, he runs throughout the house, chasing nothing but imaginary cats.
-He sniffs fiercely under closed doors.
-He can't make it through the night without getting a drink. So if I forget to put his bowl out upstairs he will sniff so hard under the door that I wake up and let him go downstairs. If the loud sniffing doesn't work, he will begin to make tiny groaning noises, as if his life is completely unbearable and I'm a horrible person for making him suffer this way.
-He stands on three legs when in the tub, or on wet grass. For some reason his right front leg dislikes water more than the rest of them.
-He barks at butterflies and leaves in the yard, just to let me know they're there.
-He'll poop on the patio or in my flower beds if I let my grass get too high, or sometimes just because.
-He's just as happy to see me when I've gone to take out the trash or been away for a week.
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