My cat is gone now, RIP to the sweetest girl, but in her time she was the top one to everyone else and the bottom one for me. At the vet in her file it was written in red ink with yellow highlight “CAUTION”, but she would let me roll her around all over the floor on her back and put my face right in her belly without any issues. Its good because in her later years she had stage 4 kidney disease and her being that comfortable with me made it very easy to give her Sub Q and maintain that treatment for over 2 years.
My late Millie was the second, around 5pm, give or take an hour, she would start bothering me for attention. What she wanted was a cuddle on the bed where she would flip upside down,lying against my leg with her tail end pointed at me. She wanted me to rub her tummy whilst i had an unwind after work. Her last night with me was her doing that on the sofa, she was all bones and really ill but we got that last moment where i fell asleep on the sofa not wanting to disturb her by going to bed. I won’t bring down the tone by going details, but it was bittersweet but so nice that our last thing together was the thing she loved so much.
I knew a cat that allowed and demanded to be hurled across a room in a catwheel spin half a dozen times, if he felt in playful mood. Would meow loudly, paw at the pants/legs of his caretakers and raise the tail in a very specific way.
Otherwise, approaching the cat could considered an extreme sport or a hazardous activity.
BEWARE!
Cat A may pose like this picture of Cat B
Like the Slow Blink, it’s a message “I like you enough to lower my guard around you.”
It’s not an invitation to touch the belly, any more than an open bear-trap.
Only my wife gets to touch the tummies.
My cats don’t let me.
There was a cat I knew that would rub me when I saw her, but get defensive the second I extend my hand. Cat consent works in mysterious ways.
Inside your cat, lives two cats…
I have had both over the years. I also had one whee base of the tail was the only acceptable place to touch her, and that she barely tolerated. My mom could hang with her no problem, but no other human had better so much as look at her.
I have one of each 😺😾
Same.
The first hides 80% of the time only to emerge screaming for wet food or to pet you specifically on her time and only if you are placed in one of her 3 pre-approved human petting zones.
The second would treat being thrown down a set of stairs as a fun game and immediately run back to being in your face on the off chance he might get a crumb of attention.
I can’t help but focus on the artist’s last name.
I feel like this could stand up to scientific testing
The second one needs a couple kill spots
Our late girl was the first one, our current boy is the second one. But to me the top image implies unfriendliness, which I don’t think is true just because of the petting preferences; our girl was also an absolute love bucket! She would crawl into my lap at every opportunity, and by contrast he gets too wiggly and excited to stay in a lap for any amount of time.
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