Apologies in advance, because I feel a little sappy posting this. I think maybe I should have my membership to the male gender revoked, but I actually felt a little sad leaving home this morning and leaving the boys alone. As I was about to walk out the door, Beowulf started following me around and rubbing up against my leg and meowing until I picked him up.
Then, after I picked him up and put him down in his bed, he rolled over on his back and meowed at me to play with him. I petted him for a minute, then started walking toward the door and he started following me again and rolled onto his back, expecting me to play with him. I petted him again, picked him up, put him gently in his cat bed and walked briskly to the door before he could follow me again.
Lately, Beowulf has also shown a lot of interest in our bedroom door, trying to open it or dig under it while we are in there (the boys aren't allowed in the bedroom).
It's really nice to see the boys taking an interest in us, not just as providers of food and water, but as playmates, guardians, whatever. I hate to diss them when they take an interest in us, but sometimes life intervenes. Oh well.