Once A Chompster
AreToo watched Cyrrie gobbling his human's fingertips, and clearly wanted to try. Cyrrie's gobbles, however enthusiastic, are kisses - AreToo just chomped, and then couldn't understand why the human wouldn't play anymore. (Time to invest in one of those glove-things?)
posted by Lizzy at 7:19 AM
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I was visiting Chumley, my favorite black cat last night, and he loves to taunt me by rolling over on his back and presenting his belly for a scritch or two. But I'm onto him -- he just wants a chance to bite and scratch -- so I moved my hand to pat his head instead. But he was primed for the other and I got a good chomping (no punctures) and a scratch or two. When that happens, I just relax my hand and talk to him quietly and he stops. But I reproached him about it and he ran away. A few minutes later he jumped up onto the couch next to me and looked deeply into my eyes as though apologizing. Then he laid down right next to me so I could pet him as much as I wanted (just not on the belly).
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