When I come out of the bathroom or head for my bedroom, Andy hops up on the dining area cat tree and waits for some loving!
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” Andy likes his kitty massage!
Then he waits patiently for what comes next.
I rub and pet his side and back. He arches his back in kitty boy ecstasy!
I’d show you how I bump heads with Andy and nuzzle his side while he >purr! purr! purr!< eats it up, but that’s our little private time thrill.
Oh, and I tell him what a wonderful kitty boy he is, what a good kitty he is, and how I am lucky he came into my life. He eats that up, too!