What was she thinking?Kate, of all people, knows the Seven Commandments of Pablo Touching:
1. No rubbing or scratching of the tummy- even when asleep.
2. No pulling of the tail- even when asleep.
3. Any kind of interference with the whiskers is a no go.
4. Don't pick me up in that way.
5. Don't pick me up (in any way) and sing to or about me and/or dance with me.
6. Especially to ABBA music (bad memories from my first housepeople, Nikki and Heidi).
7. Is that seven yet?
She SO should have known better. Next time, maybe.
-- Pabs
5 comments:
Pablo that was mean... you should be nice to Kate. She is nice.
Nice doesn't cut it when one transgresses the Seven Rules of Pablo Touching. I can't make an exception, even for Kate. It's a slippery slope to a permissive society.
Pleasure to hear from you, Stripy. I hear that we have a mutual human... Tracey. She visits sometimes. Actually, she set me up with a lady cat in Melbourne, but that's a story for another post. I dig your blog- will put a link to it here on Pablog. You're an eastern shore cat, right? Interested in heading up an SFFL team over there? We're thinking of branching out of the greater Hobart area. Just a thought, though.
She can rub my tummy anytime she wants!
You dogs have no shame...
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