Hi everyone, Katie here.
Glogirly calls him the Cat Whisperer.
Gloman has been trying to turn me into a dog ever since I was a kitten. Big dog person, Gloman is. I think he's watched a little too much Cesar Millan. So I play along. Just to mess with him really. I'll fetch. I'll come when he calls. When he's holding me, I'll stay and not squirm. When he asks me a question, I'll answer.
I'll even pretend to be interested in whatever
he's looking at on his computer.
Gloman can often be found looking into the business end of a Nikon. He's an extremely talented photographer and has (unknowingly) provided countless photos of my cuteness that have been featured on the pages of my blog.
He's got more lenses than I have cat toys.
And if I know only one thing, it's to keep
my distance from all photo gear.
No touch. Ever.
Since Glogirly lets me get away with murder, I figure it's safest to just make nicey-nice with the Other One.
And if all else fails, play the cute card.