Caturday 49 (a day late): Pets and Naps

When Sue awoke yesterday and entered my lair, this is what she saw.

It has continued to get cold overnight with several frost warnings.
By afternoon, I was wearing shorts.

It didn’t used to be this way, but sometime in the last year or so, Lacey has become almost sure to visit me three times a day — morning, noon and night as it were. In fact, I may get multiple visits at each of those times.

She often gets a brushing and seems to love it. Of course, there are no go zones, don’t you know?

Normally, after brushing or sometimes instead of brushing, there is a petting session.

After she’s been on me for 10 or 15 minutes, we may both ready to move on. Often, I offer her a treat to get her to begin to think of moving her furry body. It doesn’t always work though. Sometimes, she stays for more attention and maybe another treat as well. After all, she is a cat, and she can be devious.

Just a few days ago, I was curled up for a nap, so there was no brushing or petting on offer. She still climbed up, found a spot by me that suited, and we napped together for awhile.

I certainly had no indication during her first few years here that this kind of togetherness would ever happen, but trust has been won. She still sometimes flinches though, when she sees a hand coming down toward her head. I don’t think that will ever change.