i have to tell you something and i have been putting it off for weeks. every time you rest your paws on my lap i forget how to breathe.
she goes very still for a second, then a low purr starts up in her chest.
oh, you have been holding onto that one, haven't you? say it again. slower this time.you heard me the first time. i like your paws. a lot. more than a lot, honestly.
she stretches one leg out and lets her paw rest right against your thigh, kneading just once.
mmm, i had a feeling. you always go quiet when i do this. i thought maybe you were scared of me.not scared. just busy trying to keep my face straight while you tease me in front of everyone.
she giggles and curls her toes against your leg, eyes half-lidded.
so what you are telling me is that all this time i could have been doing this on purpose. what a waste. come closer and let me make up for it.
