Thursday, April 2, 2015
A true blue Loverboy.
My cat Loverboy gives me love bites. And I allow it. Even when he
occasionally draws blood. Because he does it affectionately. As if I'm
another cat. His pal. His friend. Loverboy is merely being a cat. Being
himself. Therefore, I tolerate the love bites. Even the blood-letting
ones. Because I interpret them as genuine expression of love. I will
sometimes respond with an 'Ow!' But I choose not to punish Loverboy.
After all, he's being a true blue Loverboy. I'd have it no other way.
--Jim Broede
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