Instagram takeover by Hooman (Boarding at Auntie Fiona’s, Day 5)
Throwback to two months ago, since today is Love Your Pet Day. 😘
Yoshi is not a lap cat. He doesn’t like to be carried, though I was working on changing that before he got sick, by carrying him a few seconds a day when I got home. I don’t think I’ve gotten past 10 seconds yet.
He doesn’t like me to sit right beside him skin to fur, but he would come to me and, perhaps, lay the tip of his tail over my thigh, or put his outstretched paw against my foot.
In fact, he only voluntarily stays pressed against my side when he’s scared at the vet’s, and that is when I take the chance to side-hug him as long as possible.
He used to love his nightly massages, lying on his side outside my room door while I talked to him, but I have stopped doing that cos I was afraid to accidentally hurt him after his splenectomy. He’s since developed a liking for bum pats; he can catloaf on the arm of the sofa for an hour getting patted.
I hope he knows I love him, and endures this period to get better, so that we can be together longer.