One of my cats thinks human arms are infinitely stretchable. She asks to be butt-slapped, then gets further and further from you, and when you stop slapping her butt she looks at you with a “why did you stop?” face. She also “gently” paws your arm when she wants attention, except her mum didn’t do a good job teaching her to retract her claws.
Since I’m complaining about one of my little shits, might as well complain about the other. When it’s cold she sleeps inside a pocket-folded blanket, like this:
(Yup, there’s a cat inside.)
To do that she “digs” on her blanket a bit, then I lift one of the sides (she doesn’t get in by herself), then she does her silly milk dance, then she enters it. The problem is when the weather is just a wee bit chilly, because then five minutes later she’ll get too hot and jump out of the pocket. And then she’ll feel chilly again, and ask to get in again. And again.
One of my cats thinks human arms are infinitely stretchable. She asks to be butt-slapped, then gets further and further from you, and when you stop slapping her butt she looks at you with a “why did you stop?” face. She also “gently” paws your arm when she wants attention, except her mum didn’t do a good job teaching her to retract her claws.
Since I’m complaining about one of my little shits, might as well complain about the other. When it’s cold she sleeps inside a pocket-folded blanket, like this:
(Yup, there’s a cat inside.)
To do that she “digs” on her blanket a bit, then I lift one of the sides (she doesn’t get in by herself), then she does her silly milk dance, then she enters it. The problem is when the weather is just a wee bit chilly, because then five minutes later she’ll get too hot and jump out of the pocket. And then she’ll feel chilly again, and ask to get in again. And again.