I must admit, I have yet to find a way that my cats don't want to be pet or massaged. You could rub them with a gallon of milk or an old box and they would be thrilled.
@BabyJane: I find it's best to let the cats take charge of the situation. My cats--Punk and Beast--are really amazing at insinuating themselves into rubdowns with hardcover books, knitting needles, grocery bags, and (while I'm on the computer) my knees.
I've always done stuff like that; I didn't know it was special. Though one of mine doesn't like it that slow - he likes it really rough and aggressive. Which strikes me as slightly contradictory since he's the most skittish one.
@bluebears: I'm also a crazy cat lady! Massage, building forts, otherwise splurging on my cats instead of myself... I'm surprised no one calls me that to my face.
But what if my cat prefers his massage with lotions and oils? What then, Crazy Cat Lady, who missed her calling and should have been a host on QVC like that woman who wears the odd headbands from the Quacker Factory?
@TheatreChick73: My dear departed kitty was like that. Seriously he was like a rag doll. Some cats are just love muffins. My friend visited me last year and he slept with her all night, she said anytime she just touched him briefly he purred for like 20 minutes.
@bluebears: My dear little Roxie (RIP) would let me "massage" her for long periods of time, but she never looked like that. Guess I'm not doing it right! LOL
My current cat, Jack, is still technically a kitten so he's too hyper to sit through any of this.
@formergr: I have one that likes to have her armpits scratched. She flops down for strangers and extends her front legs and growls when they reach for the tummy - then I have to explain about how she wants her armpits scratched....
@bluebears: With my cat, the cute stripey belly is really a death trap. She'll expose it and loll around longingly, but when you go to pet it, WHAM, the claws and teeth come out and much mayhem and carnage ensues, with the blood and the screaming and the gnashing of teeth. It's her idea of a wonderful game. We don't play it so often anymore, though, as my co-workers used to look at me as though I were either a junkie or a wife-abuser.
@chritter is a nocturnal feminist mancatfish: When my cat is more playful, this is a game too (the trick is knowing when it's game time, or belly-rub time). Though when I do play the game it's only with a heavy sweatshirt on drown over my hand for protection, since my cat is not only declawed, but has wicked back claws that can dig really, really deep.
"Power purring"? I translate that as "We're DONE here", or at least that's how my 'meezers sound right before they bite your face off in the middle of affection because you were too stupid to listen to them when they said "We're done".
I feel like she's vogueing a little bit for the camera--check out how great I look!--but for a triumphant return to Letterman, I guess I can let it slide.
I hate it when talk show guests are so obvious about doing their bit. I'm sure most of them have planned out what they're going to say, but it's annoying when their interviews look just like their standup.
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My current cat, Jack, is still technically a kitten so he's too hyper to sit through any of this.
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This is gold, seriously.
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Oh, I will, don't you worry!!
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