luke looks crazed. charlie remains desperate for my cat’s approval. whenever he sees luke, he follows him around, like a duckling. in this particular instance, charlie decided to sit in the mulch (just far away to not get popped) and munch on the buds. his version of pretending to not show any interest, perhaps. someday i hope they become friends. for now, it’s like watching a stereotypical portrayal of high school: pets, and luke is the popular kid.