This is me when I'm not doing the stuff for my regular blog. That means not necessarily as careful, not necessarily as able to do things, lots of things could be different than usual. I don't do trigger warnings, and I have genuine well thought out reasons that aren't just some kind of callous BS.
Awww, as he falls asleep his purrs get quieter and more spaced out and then peter out with a content sigh
I love cat
There is a puddle of cat in my lap.
Seriously she’s so relaxed it’s like she’s melted all over me and she’s being extremely sweet and affectionate.
How to love a cat
Put your hands away
Pretend they don’t exist
Start with your face
But don’t stop there
When she curls up on your legs
Do not reach out to her
Feel her love through your legs
Feel your love through her
If she curls up on your chest
You may want to nuzzle her face
(Take care to stop if she pulls away)
But, also, stop —
Feel the love
Coursing back and forth
Through your skin
Through her purr
Between your hearts
There’s nothing, ever, like buying my nose in Fey’s fur while she purrs in my ear!
While petting her head. And there is so much love going back and forth.
Fey nuzzling my face. Which we are still doing. She is purring.
Top view of me and Fey nuzzling. She’s purring loud.
She is purring as loud as she possibly can! Mew!
This is Fey soon after I aspirated. Being worried. And purring on me. With her head resting on my chest.
I am wrapped in big patchwork quilts, Fey is curled up on my arm, I am nuzzling her head and smelling her fur, she is purring. This is everything wonderful about the world all at once.
Me and Fey. She’s purring lots. I love her. Right now she’s nuzzling her face into my forearm.