So here’s what continued to happen when they came back. Papa indulged me with more snuggles than he had ever before. And if you look up the weird title of this blog, it’s the Italian for being lovey-dovey, cosy-wosy with someone and both of you probably want something from the other…to be correct, it is pappa but I used papa. Duh.
You scratch my back, and so on…or head, as the case may be.
HEY, WAIT A MINUTE! I can’t even reach papa’s back!
But he sure knows where I like my scratching.
Just a little to the right, papa…
Papa does it right….
Papa does everything right!
You sure are enjoying that belly rub LouLou
I enjoy them all day long around here.
Cuddles are the best, Loulou. Mama and papa have a few days back scratching to make up for.
DO THEY EVER!!! But mama scratched my right ear for 10 minutes and I still want MORE.
I guess I have a Papa-ciccia TOO – since I am his princesse!! OOPS our electricity just went out!! OK, now back on. and off again. YIKES!! On again – I’d better send this fast!!! I just hope the stove and refrigerator keeps working……..
Hey, maybe they’ll toss you all the freezer stuff before it starts to turn….
Isn’t it nice to have your own personal scratcher?
Oh, boy, is it. How are you all doing? Would love to see a hello blog from the Farm.
The way to a kitty’s heart…
…is through her tummy, haha. Bring on the tuna!