Oh, he LOOOOOOOOOVES to have his tummy rubbed! He has asked for that for a long time, well before he started coming right up to me..
He rolls over on his side like in the picture with his belly turned up and his front paws tucked up under his chin. The invitation/request/command could not be more clearly stated! I indulge him every time.
Speaking of whom.. there is he down by my feet with his back turned to me. Guess I need to pick him up!
I meant," said Ipslore bitterly, "what is there in this world that truly makes living worthwhile?"
Death thought about it.
CATS, he said eventually. CATS ARE NICE.
-- Terry Pratchett (1948—2015), Sourcery
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