We had a long, productive day today. About an hour ago, Oliver was laying on my chest for a snuggle. Then he got up and started walking away. I rolled over to my side.
“Where are you going?”
He stopped. Turned. Came back.
Good question.
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Obi has had forty belly rubs today. Since they mostly came from me, they quickly degenerated into biting and licking and kicking. And then the kitten gets wrapped in the cave and gitchy gitchied.
Eventually I would get up and walk away. A brown kitten lunged out and grabbed my feet.
“Where are you going?”
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It is Thunder Thursday! This week I kitteh sitted for Mona’s fuzzies. They immediately set out to prove everything she’s told me about them wrong. Gus ate all of her food in one sitting, then licked the other two plates clean. She did not want to go to the office to eat. And she didn’t need to because Gabe didn’t even try to eat her food.
And this? This is a kitteh who doesn’t like people…purring and getting a belly rub.
Kitten Thunder: Life lessons and cat tales 