In preparation for the floor guys, I folded all the blankets we have in the living room. The quilt folded and draped on the back of the couch gave Obi a new opportunity.
Quilt pod monster.
Today, Obi laid across the tops of both of my arms while I worked on the laptop on the couch. He stretched. He purred. He napped.
He’s getting good at this snuggling thing.
But Oliver is still the master.
As with many things, the methods of Kitten Thunder vary in their snuggling. The following scenarios both take around half an hour. Oliver, though, is capable of two or more hours of intensive snuggling.
"Fuzzy blanket = heaven."
Jump on The Girl. Stomp. Stomp stomp. Turn. Crawl under the blanket.
Jump on The Girl. Knead. Knead knead knead. Turn. Knead. Plunk.
Run to the dining room. Look at wall. Return to the couch.
Jump on The Girl. Knead. Head butt The Girl. Plunk.
Run to the hallway. Chirp. Return to the couch.
Jump on The Girl. Plunk. Stand up. Turn. Plunk. Stand up. Plunk.
Stand up. Turn. Turn. Turn. Chirp. Turn. Plunk.
Jump onto the back of the couch. Turn. Knead. Lay down.
Jump on The Girl. Plunk. Purr.
Stand up. Turn. Head butt. Plunk. Purr.
Stand up. Look confused. Wander off.
While the girls were here I found a fantastic deal on a Christmas tree. Obi wants to put it up. NOW. He’s been working on the box all day. And all night. He is, however, taking a break from box chewing and scratching to chew on Oliver while I blog. A kitten has to have priorities.
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