Gracie is taking a snooze. She was hiding earlier, because she knew that having the carrier out meant a trip. She hates trips.
Rocky is not my cat, but I love this picture of him airing out his belly.
Here, Jake had just finished cleaning out the traces of yogurt from my breakfast. The schwartz is strong with him.
George is chilling at the edge of my bed. I had the sheets off when this photo was taken.
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Am I the only one who has to fight the temptation to rub my face in fat cat belleh when they lay there, exposing the soft underparts?
My oldest cat does that -- flops on his back with his polka-dotted tummy hanging out. I just want to motorboat it.
No, Crankyprof - we have four inside cats and if they "give" me their bellies, I'm going to rub my face in them.
Oh, I meant to say squeeeeee! I love those cat pix!
CP, if you were to try and rub your face in Rocky's belly, I think he'd try to rip your face right off.
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