The affectionate way of saying that in Italian is bella cicciona or bello ciccione, as Mia is a very affectionate cat, is BuddyCat?
ok.that does seem more polite.
yes, Buddy is super lovey - but only with me. he hides from mum and freaks out if anyone comes into the house.
he is happiest when curled up in my lap at night on the recliner as i read or watch a movie.
I don’t understand my cat. She’s afraid of storms. I don’t mean thunder and lightning, I’ve had plenty of pets that freak out in the middle of a thunderstorm.
She gets preemptively scared of the storm. Sometimes even better than the weatherman. Cat starts slinking, 10 minutes later “Flash Flood Warning”, no rain or anything when she started.
Young Topazzz buried his face in a seat cushion of his personal jungle gym/loveseat tonight
We loved the pics of your cats. Our house is delighted.
Then my house is also delighted!
My wife groomed the cats todas and She was amazed as She took the dead fur and despite this, the cat continued to have the same volume. An animal that defies the laws of thermodynamics.
Spring has sprung/Autumn has arrived! The wind and the coats are blowing!
My ginger boy does this too; sleeps on his face.
What a bright orange he is! He looks so much like my late Jester; almost identical markings.
Our tiny but mighty Myrna Loy kitty would occasionally sleep sitting up, the way a cat might sit up against a chair or couch back to lick their belly. Thing is, she’d also fold herself in half and sleep with her face buried in the loveseat between her hind legs.
Our orange floof does the same thing. I tried it myself and there is something soothing about pressing my head against a solid but yielding surface. I couldn’t sleep that way, the human neck just isn’t that flexible
BuddyCat having snoozey time in my lap while wearing his jaunty yellow bandana.
my Handsome Boy! he should do the modeling school.
gotta come up with sixty dollar…
Our cat did that as a kitten, stopped doing it for years, and recently started doing it again. When she sleeps like that, she’s snoozing hard… a couple of times, when she was on the couch sleeping like that, she got jostled, it woke her up, and she hissed at us…
Speaking of snoozing, Mr. Feral was having a good sleep.
He goes in tomorrow to see how his glucose is doing.
Maybe it feels like their head is pushed into their mother’s tummy.
Flirty boy.
Look at them legs!