Pickles aka Ketzl was a hardcore feet-attacker-thru-the-covers, but if I let her under the covers she’d curl up next to them & fall asleep & I’d have a wonderful footwarmer!
When Vlad (b/w) was a kitten, he would “attack” my tummy because of me breathing. I would pick him up, give him a kiss, and off the bed he went. Then I would hear him climbing up the side of the bed, and we would do it all over again for about 3 times. He’s been diagnosed with an aggressive rare form of cancer. Chemo would only extend his life a year, that’s how aggressive it is. He’s on meds (heart/steroids, no longer on thyroid) and though it’s a small reprieve, he’s acting like his old self. He’s been with me for thirteen years. I accept every day that I’m with him as a blessing, until the day comes when he joins the other guardians (my other kitties from the past). Sebastian doesn’t seem to be aware of anything different. Yet.
tech60 almost 4 years ago
#FierceMittens
stairsteppublishing almost 4 years ago
You pick up, love on for a minute and put down on the floor. Next time repeat and he may get the idea.
ChristineMurphy almost 4 years ago
So that’s what my cats were doing last night! I was wondering.
J Quest almost 4 years ago
#moleplaying
anomalous4 almost 4 years ago
Pickles aka Ketzl was a hardcore feet-attacker-thru-the-covers, but if I let her under the covers she’d curl up next to them & fall asleep & I’d have a wonderful footwarmer!
prrdh almost 4 years ago
Riiiiight. We all know that the underside of bedcovers is the natural habitat of moles, don’t we, Mitts.
almost 4 years ago
#lotsandlotsoftreats
metagalaxy1970 almost 4 years ago
When Vlad (b/w) was a kitten, he would “attack” my tummy because of me breathing. I would pick him up, give him a kiss, and off the bed he went. Then I would hear him climbing up the side of the bed, and we would do it all over again for about 3 times. He’s been diagnosed with an aggressive rare form of cancer. Chemo would only extend his life a year, that’s how aggressive it is. He’s on meds (heart/steroids, no longer on thyroid) and though it’s a small reprieve, he’s acting like his old self. He’s been with me for thirteen years. I accept every day that I’m with him as a blessing, until the day comes when he joins the other guardians (my other kitties from the past). Sebastian doesn’t seem to be aware of anything different. Yet.