Originally posted by jonza
Nowadays, if I’m not up when he thinks I should be, he will start way over on the other side of the bed and makes a run at me, lowering his head just before he reaches me, and giving me a real whack in the face. It’s just like a bull going for the Toreador in a Spanish bull fighting arena. His head is as hard as a lump of concrete, and one day I’m sure he’ll give me a black eye. If I wake in time and realise his intent, I have to duck my head real quick. But what can you say, he means well after all. He’s only trying to show his affection for me!
I imagined John with a black and blue, being asked by coleagues and friends - What happened? - answering - My cat is very playfull.