msolga wrote:dlowan wrote:Just picked up two ecstatic cats from the boarding place.
I have two fur stoles - won't let me move - purring and gazing at me - kneading my shoulders and lap....lots of talking and paws reaching out to touch my face.
At least until the sun reaches the cat perch or the sofas!!!!!
Ah, how lovely, Deb!
Isn't it wonderful to be so adored, so revered ....?
It palls a little, it palls.
The limpid, blue, moist, eyes gazing up at me....the insistence of checking up on me every few minutes (when I am home).....the cries when I am out of sight for too long....the little paws reaching out.
I shall soon have to vomit, I fear.
However, it was lovely to see them stretched out in today's glorious sun (26 C) purring ecstatically up at me....aaah - hark - I hear oscar howl now - it seems he has not seen me for FIVE MINUTES!!!!