Memories 2
- Eventually he grew to be a fluff ball - a fluffy sigularity. At times he would sprawl out on the floor, his tummy to the ceiling, looking like a giant fur ball that needed to be mussed.
- He loved getting tummy rubs. If he was in the mood and you rubbed his tummy he would kick out his legs and expose even more of his tummy so as to maximize the rubs.
- And his purring was so loud. So deep and rumbly. During a good tummy rub you could hear his purring from across the room.
- In the mornings he made it his job to wake me. Sometimes he would be the brat and figure out what things to knock over to annoy me enough to get me up, or other mornings he would lay next to my head and lay his forelegs on my face and just purr loudly. Sometimes he would find my hand and gnaw on a finger to get me up.
- On the weekends, after feeding him, i would often return to bed to catch a few more hours of sleep. Sometimes he would come over and sit near my head and wrap his paws on top of my hands (he hated having his paws covered) and semi-snuggle. His purring would be low and loud.