Feeling guilty

My Baby Bug has mastered "the look". Tonight I opened the door to my apartment, and guess who was right there, ready to out into the big bad world? Baby Bug, of course. When she realized that I wasn't going to let her out, she laid down next to the door, tucked her front paws underneath her, and then looking up at me with "the look". Her eyes looked so sad, you would have thought that I had taken her paper away! It's a darn good thing I never had kids, since I'm pretty sure I'd never be able to tell them no! When Baby Bug isn't breaking my heart, she's such a fun kitty! Her pape is always out, and there are a lot of times when I'm playing with her that it gets scattered. When that happens, she has to rearrange herself so that she is back on the paper, so she continue to bat the paper and the toy at the same time. I guess it's not nearly as fun without the paper noise! She's so silly! I kinda like her still!