The big news: after living in the Warehouse Apartment for three years and establishing myself as the kitty that doesn't want to be touched, I've had a change of heart. A big change of heart.
Z-Girl has patiently worked with me since my Great Capture back in the Summer of 2011. I haven't been difficult really, because I do love her. She feeds me, and she knows when to change my litter. There's always a soft, snuggly blanket for me near the bed (where Lulu and I are stationed), a flokati rug that we love to sleep on when under the bed, and lots of toys and plenty of treats. This year she even moved her office down to the windows so we can all hang out together when she has work from home days, and I really like that. Means I can talk to her and also keep a close eye on what she is doing throughout the day.
She and I have many face to face conversations, and yes--she can hear me purr, and I respond to her with a gentle meow at times. I also initiate some discussions.
I'm not going to bore you with the progression from an initial tail touch to what is now full blown scratching and petting. Meaning, I jump on the bed in the morning and ask to be pet AND scratched. I purr. And when Z-Girl stops, I ask for more. I'm a cat, and I don't need to provide any explanations for my decisions. I just know that petting and scratching really are wonderful. Lulu has tried to convince me of this for a long time, showing me how much she loves it. Now we both get a nice session in the mornings and we feel very, very content.
If you are asking, "When will you let Z-Girl pick you up?", you need to stop right there. I am not entertaining any discussions about the future.
Today is Sunday Selfies, and we are late to the party on everything these days. Here is a picture of me trying to take a selfie with the iPad. It didn't work. Maybe next Sunday?
Where do I push to take my selfie? ~Bessie
We are participating in the #SundaySelfie Blog Hop Sponsored by The Cat on My Head
Hooray! We made it!