Orchid has become my loyal footpad. She meows for attention sometimes, definitely greets me when I come in, and would prefer I hand her a mouthful of food at a time, instead of just plopping a dish of canned food in front of her. She’s also leaping and pulling up on things more. She got into the forbidden territory beside the white table, but then just stood there looking confused as to what to do next. Afternoon is sleepy time, which is more about contact than exploring.