After a great lunch Shiloh the Sweet Babycakes trotted up to my wife and rubbed up against her leg with her tail straight up. The bride marched into the living room and the almost-7-year-old runt kitten followed her. The cat got into her lap and caught some great rubbings, a brushing and some kisses to the nose and ears.
And then she came upstairs to the man cave to crash in my recliner while I was diddling the ponies. I was busy and couldn't find my bat as a nasty old bastard so I just rubbed her belly, the side of her face and her ears gently. I think I might have kissed her.
