Blossom is almost a carbon copy of her mother "Clover". She loves to sit next to my mom in her easy chair. She'll go over to the chair mom is sitting in and put her front feet up on the arm of the chair. Then she'll look with pleading eyes, asking can I come up?
When mom says "OK" then she gives a hop and springs up next to her. Blossom swings around, and backs into her spot. Then she leans back, sitting up like a little person. When she's all set, she'll tip her head and look over her shoulder at me like she's saying "What . . . isn't this normal?"
