For the last few years (ever since we got a dog), our cat, Leah, had been, um, anti-social. She's always been a sweet cat, but when the dog came along, she sort of disappeared. She would go outside, come back in, go straight to Ashton's room, then do it all again when necessary. For some reason, Ashton's room (her bed, to be exact) is the only place she would go.
She wouldn't pay any attention to anyone else.
Well, we found a new home for our dog about a month ago, and just in the last couple of weeks, our cat has had a change of heart. We've found her laying on the couch on more than one occasion, she's been in our room a few times, and just last night, she pawed on our bedroom door until we opened it. Then, get this, she came right in and jumped up our bed.
Oh, and let's not forget the presents she brought us!
I think we've been forgiven for the "dog" era. Leah is back to ruling the house.