Well, you may or may not know that we kitties tend to leave our coats around in the summer a bit more than winter and SOMEONE is always having to pick them up and that SOMEONE decided long ago that to brush, brush, brush my silken self would be the best remedy for those moutons (as they are called in France, little sheep) under beds, in corners, on the stairs, and so on.
Hey, do I object. NO WAY, JOSE! When I get brushed I go into furvana, haha, as you can plainly see by the look in my slitty eyes. It’s all too clear that getting brushed is some kind of sensual happening – when mama forgets, I just go into my kitty drawer and pull out the brush and drop it at her feet with a loud myow! Oh, and I add the tube of malt paste for sure. THAT is the magical elixir that keeps me from coughing up those whatever they ares that kittys cough up. I’ve never had ONE! Really.
Uh, oh, here it comes.
Mama, I really love this part of the day.
Could you do just a little more?
NO, NO don’t stop.
Uh, oh, I think mama forgot my brushing today and I can’t FIND THE MALT PASTE!!
OH, SHED!
I love to be brushed too! I just purr and purr real loud. It can be any brush mommy has near her. She even shares her own brush with me. I haven’t tried the Peltamalt yet, but mommy has given it to her long hair cats and they loved it.
I wonder if humans have Peltamalt, haha. Who know what it would do to THEM?
Loulou, do you know none of us around here like that stuff in a tube? You can have ours.
Oh, boy, send it over. I LOVE whatever it is and I think it has something to do with…er…whatever, too.
Ooooh – Going to get mama to brush my fur!! She never does, but the look on your face says it all. And maybe she’ll give me a tomato instead of malt paste. But I don’t shed or have fur balls. Hey, of course NEITHER of us do – we’re GIRLS!!! Sometimes I wonder about the anthros and what goes through their heads. Fur balls? Harrumph.
Well, I don’t even know what a fur ball LOOKS like, thanks to that delicious paste. I spread a little on each kibble…for appetizers, haha.
Hey, how about a little cut tomato with malt paste spread on IT?
Most of my kitties enjoy being brushed too 🙂 I thought you were going to show a drawing of a hairball- glad you didn’t 🙂
Oh, what a …….idea! Glad mama didn’t think to do that, oh, boy. You are FUNNY.
Oh you are too funny. Glad she didn’t do THAT.
Have you checked the refrigerator? that’s where Jan occasionally puts something without thinking. Perhaps your mama does the same?
Well, she found it but then she lost her credit card and found it in the GARBAGE CAN!
There’s such a range…Graybelle (a long-haired cat) would meow and point to her brush, like that. Heather didn’t like other grooming tools but loved a fine-toothed comb. Samantha treats the comb as an enemy and tries to kill it…
So interesting, we kitties, each with a different view of the brushing!!! I really LOVE it.