Whoopty Dog! It’s Friday!
How about a celebratory tummy rub?
Good morning, Human Mommy!
Can I get a belly rub before you get coffee?
I had maybe too much fun on Saturday, maybe too many Meowgaritas.
A tummy rub might be helpful right now.
If not, I’ll let you know instantly with my claws and teeth.
I betcha want to rub my tummy.
I can’t blame you. My tummy is irresistible.
Rub at your own risk.
Remember, even a sleepy Cat can deploy her Murder Mittens faster than a wide-awake Human can retract her hand.
Sure, you can purr sweetly for a chin skritch or a tummy rub, if that’s your thing.
Just never forget who you really are.
You’re a Warrior Princess.
–Izzy, Guest Contributor and Thunder’s Big Sis
When it’s this hot, even the Queen can let it all hang out, in a regal, dignified way, of course.
Rub my tummy? Please, Humans, rub my tummy!
Oooh! Thank you! That feels sooo good!
I’d purr if I could.
Yes, my tummy’s gorgeous.
Don’t forget my dagger claws and machete teeth.
Rub my tummy at your own risk.
Scissors, Humans? Are you kidding me? This box you ordered has been on the floor for weeks. It is now my bed, perfectly contoured to my furry body.
I bet you don’t even remember what’s in it.
Don’t assume that a lady wants stroking just because she exposes her beautiful, caramel belly.
Be prepared for claws and possibly teeth if you move your hand any closer.