Posted by on Nov 4, 2019 | 14 comments

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Well, when I travel (and unfortunately, I am going to travel tonight (!) on that big woo-woo thingy that rocks and rolls sometimes) mama always makes me look presentable to the public and brushes me as if it’s going out of style.

But…I have to admit that being brushed is one of the great joys of life, that and having tummy rubs.  Or ear scratches.  Or head rubs.  Or Trager maneuvers for my little front legs that, I think, may be not as young as they used to be…

However, rubs aside, I do NOT, repeat, NOT look forward to this boat/ship/ferry voyage, and I will probably make myself at home in the closet ad stay there for the duration (unless I throw up–however, I am slightly calmed by valerian drops and they help) but I do enjoy looking spiffy and being groomed.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

(A little to the left, mama.)

I guess I’ll have to admit that I’m just a hédoniste at heart, haha.

Or at least along my back…

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