Sun Basking
People don’t choose cats, cats choose people. One of our household queens, Nefertiti, basking ...
Some cats like their backs scratched. Some like to flop in your lap whenever they damn well feel like it, and generally at the precise moment when you don't.
Others just nose up and dig in for that head scratch, stimulating their scent glands and just digging life because it is.
Nefertiti is one of those cats that remembers cats were once worshiped as gods, willing to remind you of that at every opportunity. One of the things I remember about this painting is wondering just how many strokes are on the paper.
Might as well wonder how many grains of sand are in a sand dune.
People don’t choose cats, cats choose people. One of our household queens, Nefertiti, basking ...
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