Where the skin folds when you sit down? I wouldn't think even a Perrine-sized paw could get in there. I love your tummy, and wish I saw it more. Not bigger, just frequency. Sorry, I couldn't resist.
Roo kneads, hard, given the chance.
Mel kneads sometimes, but not enthusiastically. He does like to sit all over me, and even slept with me most of last night. I haven't seen him since I fed him this morning, though. How XY. When he paws for attention, it's with his left paw, and no claws happen. Same with "High Five", only that's the right paw.
Erica is off and on about physical contact at all. She's more a sit-next-to type.
Kitty was a cruel kneader.
Jamie sometimes kneads a bit.
When I was 9 or so, there was a stray half-grown cat in my neighborhood that wanted attention, then sucked on my ear, while kneading my shoulder. She was pretty good about claws. I wanted to keep her but Mom said "No." She just got weaned too soon, I guess. And my earlobes were surrogate nipples, maybe. She was around for a month or so. I hope someone took the sweetie in.
Perrine doesn't sit on me much. She's usually otherwise occupied, as am I, when we're together. She picked you.
Belle used to paw Lisa's eyelids at 0400 to be fed. No claws, but persistence. A little kneading is forgiveable.
I think that when cats knead, it's a combination of "I'm yours, you feed me, I loove you, and you are Mine." I don't think they use their claws intentionally, either. They usually seem happily out of it when they get there.
"Where the skin folds when you sit down? I wouldn't think even a Perrine-sized paw could get in there."
At that location, but not actually in the fold.
"Belle used to paw Lisa's eyelids at 0400 to be fed. No claws, but persistence. A little kneading is forgiveable."
Fortunately Perrine just finds a place to loom and stare at me when she's hungry. *whew*
"They usually seem happily out of it when they get there."
Yup. There's also a more ... intentional-seeming kneading that they do, but it's different. There's the "I'm staring right at this and kneading", the "I'm comfortable and distracted and kneading", and what Perrine was doing today, "I'm completely spaced-out/blissed-out and don't even know my paws are moving".
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Kneading
Roo kneads, hard, given the chance.
Mel kneads sometimes, but not enthusiastically. He does like to sit all over me, and even slept with me most of last night. I haven't seen him since I fed him this morning, though. How XY. When he paws for attention, it's with his left paw, and no claws happen. Same with "High Five", only that's the right paw.
Erica is off and on about physical contact at all. She's more a sit-next-to type.
Kitty was a cruel kneader.
Jamie sometimes kneads a bit.
When I was 9 or so, there was a stray half-grown cat in my neighborhood that wanted attention, then sucked on my ear, while kneading my shoulder. She was pretty good about claws. I wanted to keep her but Mom said "No." She just got weaned too soon, I guess. And my earlobes were surrogate nipples, maybe. She was around for a month or so. I hope someone took the sweetie in.
Perrine doesn't sit on me much. She's usually otherwise occupied, as am I, when we're together. She picked you.
Belle used to paw Lisa's eyelids at 0400 to be fed. No claws, but persistence. A little kneading is forgiveable.
I think that when cats knead, it's a combination of "I'm yours, you feed me, I loove you, and you are Mine." I don't think they use their claws intentionally, either. They usually seem happily out of it when they get there.
Funny how much there is to say about felines.
Re: Kneading
At that location, but not actually in the fold.
"Belle used to paw Lisa's eyelids at 0400 to be fed. No claws, but persistence. A little kneading is forgiveable."
Fortunately Perrine just finds a place to loom and stare at me when she's hungry. *whew*
"They usually seem happily out of it when they get there."
Yup. There's also a more ... intentional-seeming kneading that they do, but it's different. There's the "I'm staring right at this and kneading", the "I'm comfortable and distracted and kneading", and what Perrine was doing today, "I'm completely spaced-out/blissed-out and don't even know my paws are moving".