I think if I were home all the time I could win her affections back. On Saturdays I have more time to pay attention to her and she does spend a lot of time with me.
I wonder, though, why is it me she comes to when she wants to go outside at night? I think she separates us in her mind into "the one who plays with me and shares his ice cream sandwich with me" and "the one who takes care of me". |