My very beautiful but, at best, aloof and worst brutal cat is coming up to two years old. I’d not change her for the world but she’s never sat on anyone or looked to anyone for petting since she was a tiny kitten. She hates being alone and follows me around and always sits next to me on the bed or sofa, but always 3 feet away. She sleeps on my daughter’s bed every night, but always at her feet. She always looks full of adrenaline and jumps out of her skin all the time as if we’d crept up on her. She seems quite clever - she always wants to play fetch and brings me things to throw for her and reliably brings them back. If no one is playing with her she gets one of the kids nerf darts (we now have a pile just for her) and places it on the slope by the side of the stairs and let’s go in time to race it to the bottom. She is an indoor cat - by her own choice. She has a collar and is chipped but has never crossed the threshold of either door unless carried and runs straight back in if we put her in the garden. She sits by the open back door on the mat watching sparrows and never running after them but woe betide a fly that gets in as she’ll hunt it at top speed all round the house. She’ll tolerate quite a lot of ear scratches and lean into them then out of the blue bite - not painfully, no mark or blood, and she never, ever scratches. She’s a graze fed cat so there are no meal times to bond over - she eats a mouthful of kibble every now and again. She makes a point of weaving everyone’s legs (incredibly briefly) every morning and if we’ve all left the house simultaneously and come back together. Other than that the only sign she might like living here is that she always wants to be where someone is - normally me - and won’t sit in a room alone. She just seems like she’s not all that happy and I feel for her. She always looks an odd mix of listless, anxious and quite regularly thoroughly pissed off. Is there anything I can do? She looks the way I felt when I was 13.