She put GUNK on me again!

And not the tasty kind, either - this is the one that smells like that gross sudsy stuff she washes herself with. But she figured out how to do it right - she holds my head down and Mush Mush Mush Mushes it over and over my ouchie, really hard, as though she was my Momcat and her thumb was her tongue. It kind of scratches the itch, almost. I don't purr, but I don't try to escape either, and then afterward she pets me and I get back to my purring. I figure that if I put up with it nicely enough, she'll use the yummy stuff next time!

Love, Smudge (wondering which primary to vote in to have vitamin E supplant the icky CortiCalm)