This is the cat who won’t sit on my lap. The cat who when I
first met her wouldn’t let me touch her body, only her neck and her head. The
cat that has rejected me time and time again.
I should mention that she make a horrible racket when she is
cleaning herself. Her so-called beauty regimen is among the noisiest on planet
earth.
Today she was sitting on the floor beside me. She started to
groom. I put my hand down to stop her. She
put her paw in my hand. She let me hold her paw. After a prolonged pause, she
licked my hand and used it to clean her face.
I am just a utensil in her kitty locker, to use as she
pleases.
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