That kitten is too cute. I am sure it is plotting something. My Cosmo kneads when he does his "I am hungry" dance in the morning. He wakes me up by walking around my body and stopping to knead by my head while purring as loudly as he can. He's a big black void so he can purr pretty loudly. Then he walks around to the other side to knead there. And if all that activity doesn't wake me up then he shoves his face into mine while purring. Usually a whisker goes up my nose and that will wake anyone up. I also want biscuits but am too lazy to make them. Oh well. Thanks for the big smile on my face, Martini.
Luckily my sister will feed him when she feeds her cats and I do the same if I'm up first. But I definitely have been accused of STARVING HIM TO DEATH on more than one occasion.
I am also too lazy to make them, which is why I have no hesitation in whipping out one of those cans to whop on the counter. My wife prefers the frozen ones, as they're more like the homemade ones we grew up with, but I like flaky layers.
That kitten is too cute. I am sure it is plotting something. My Cosmo kneads when he does his "I am hungry" dance in the morning. He wakes me up by walking around my body and stopping to knead by my head while purring as loudly as he can. He's a big black void so he can purr pretty loudly. Then he walks around to the other side to knead there. And if all that activity doesn't wake me up then he shoves his face into mine while purring. Usually a whisker goes up my nose and that will wake anyone up. I also want biscuits but am too lazy to make them. Oh well. Thanks for the big smile on my face, Martini.
Oh my, he's persistent, that Cosmo! Mostly because otherwise you'd LET HIM STARVE TO DEATH, probably. He has to be sure ;-)
Luckily my sister will feed him when she feeds her cats and I do the same if I'm up first. But I definitely have been accused of STARVING HIM TO DEATH on more than one occasion.
I am also too lazy to make them, which is why I have no hesitation in whipping out one of those cans to whop on the counter. My wife prefers the frozen ones, as they're more like the homemade ones we grew up with, but I like flaky layers.