Typically, when I am lying flat on the couch, King, our roommate's kitty, comes and lies down on me because he knows I am a softy and will brush and pet him nigh-endlessly.
This evening, he was very confused as I was on the floor doing push-ups. He walked up to me and started purring, and then kind of stared at me moving up and down, then tried to get under me.
Then Danae decided that *she'd* pet him instead. He has such a hard life.
This evening, he was very confused as I was on the floor doing push-ups. He walked up to me and started purring, and then kind of stared at me moving up and down, then tried to get under me.
Then Danae decided that *she'd* pet him instead. He has such a hard life.