This picture was taken earlier in December when Sally Sue was very, very sick. We brought her home from a three-day stay at the animal hospital and placed her bed by the couch. She stayed in it for days, receiving the attention and nursing she felt her situation deserved...and IT Guy and I felt she deserved it too.
Not to be confused with FringeGirl of The Domestic Fringe!
Finally we got the hint. We'd kneel down and give Joey lots of petting and baby talk, just as we had the sick Sally Sue. He'd bask in the attention for awhile, then continue to travel to his normal haunts - like sleeping atop the back of the sofa, running along the fence outside and guarding it from trespassers, and keeping squirrels in the treetops where they belong.
After awhile Joey would visit the home-hospital bed again, throwing us those same sad eyes. We'd give him his due and he'd be fine for several hours.
The situation got so bad I had to make a choice - either move the bed back to where it belonged or change his name to Camille.
I moved the bed.