Spot loves to be cuddled under my right arm when we (rarely) settle in front of the TV. His place, every time, is to be squished under my body and covered by my couch-blanket, head and all.
Well. Couch-blankie (crocheted by Socks and much beloved) has good-sized holes in it. Holes that just happen to be the perfect size to poke kitty-ears through.
So I did.
I can’t remember the last time I laughed so hard. Poor Spotty-Cakes.
Did you pounce on him too? I’m trying to make this eye for an eye (or pounce for a pounce) thing legit.
Actually, I rather do! He always dithers about before he comes under the covers, and I get tired of it and snatch him into my arms and hold him until he gives up. It is what he wants, proven by the marathon nap he has once “trapped.”
Well worth the aggro, Spotster. Sorry, but there it is.
I thought it hilarious anyway 🙂
That IS funny. Thanks for the laugh!
Yay! Glad I gave you a smile 🙂
He seems to like it!
He didn’t mind a bit, even all the belly-laugh jiggling I gave him. He’s such a good boy!