The origin of mountain streams is like the origin of tears -- potent to the understanding but mysterious to the sense. -- Mary Austin
There are two kinds of cats. Those who won't let you rub their bellies ... and those who love their bellys rubbed. Baggins is the second kind of cat: "Ohhhh, that just feels sooooo good. don't stop. don't stop now ..."
Awww, cute kitty tummy! Those pics are adorable.My Tango is one who loves his belly rubbed. When Luna's not looking, he sometimes spoons with me and lets me rub his whole tummy.
looks so satisfying for both participants :)
I took in a Calico stray with half a tail three years ago. I'm very allergic but she lets me rub her tummy with my foot. You captured the bliss and I can hear a purr ;)I'm doing a once a week self portrait challenge in B&W starting Tuesday...any suggestions?HUGS
When the older of our two cats was a kitten, our daughter packed her around like a baby so much that she sort of got used to it I guess. Normally I would've told her not to do it since most cats don't like to be on their backs, but the cat didn't seem to mind so I didn't say anything. As a matter of fact, that cat is several years old now, and to this day if you cradle her like a baby and scratch her belly, she'll almost instantly doze off into deep sleep, in between fits of vigorous purring of course. ;)
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