Cacti-cat forgave me!

She must have read me pretty well when I got home after class last night. She came up to the car when I opened the door and did her cute little dive into my hand for pets. I'm not sure "dive" is the right word. She stands up on her haunches to push her head into my hand before I get it all the way down to her. She also came in for bed the first call (unusual) and once in bed, sat on my chest for scritches! She even played cave kitty this morning between the first "wake me up" alarm and the second "get out of bed" alarm. :) I just love it when she pushes her warm furry body up against me under the covers. It's as if she's trying to get as close to me as she possibly can.

I guess she just carries a grudge longer than most cats. She was raised by my late boy cat, Boo. He carried grudges longer than any other cat I have ever known. He probably taught her that along with his Maine Coon trill.