Inkie is on my lap, purring, headbutting and stamping happily but when I rub his tailbone, he stops and gives me stare that’s loaded with suspicion. You see, we’ve had drama again.
It started with a cuddle. Several times a day, Inkie strolls into my office, jumps on the back of my chair, and slides onto my lap. I rub his chin and ears with one hand and run my other down his spine to his tail.
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