I have such mixed emotions when it comes to Luke.
This cat is the Tails to my Sonic. He follows me EVERYWHERE.
If I'm sitting on the couch, he's scratching at the Pack N Play to get attention. If I'm sitting on the floor (to placate him), he's laying on my computer. Sometimes when I'm laying on the couch, he sits on my lap. Or my head.
He meows when I'm not paying attention to him. He scratches at my leg. When I go to get ice from the freezer, he runs over hoping that I'll put some ice cubes in his water dish.
These are all endearing things. They also drive me crazy.
I doubt this paradox will end anytime soon.
I am, however, hoping to utilize Abby once she is old enough to throw a cat toy for him to fetch ...