Surprisingly, the tummy is not forbidden at all, but is moreso a trap designed to make me late for work while I give her attention.
Surprisingly, the tummy is not forbidden at all, but is moreso a trap designed to make me late for work while I give her attention.
It’s like I can hear the catto screaming, “GET OVER HERE AND SCRATCH ME, SLAVE!”
Oh she is absolutely a scream cat. I refer to her as such. And the whole neighborhood hears her sorrows.