poor patito

I had to put on some shoes to go across the street to the Fu-wa market, and it's raining so I needed tall shoes. So i pulled on Gina's three inch black boots, which happen to make the same sound as high heels on our hardwood floors. Patito is apparently terrified of high heels, because anytime I walk anywhere he streaks to the other side of the apartment. It's so funny that I can't bring myself to take them back off, even though it's strange to walk around the house in boots. I really need to get out more, if scaring the cat seems like a viable form of entertainment. And yes Anna, I remembered to feed and water him this morning.



This is what Patito looks like when I'm not scaring him to death. He's really cute.