Wednesday doesn’t like being brushed, but she’s shedding a lot. Fortunately she’s a shorthair, so the comb was enough to get the mat out.
Mimi loved being fussed over.
She’d prance and preen if she saw me pull out the comb.
Then she’d do this loud rumbling decidedly non-housecat purr.
Ah. Tokyo was a long hair tabby...grey with blue crossed eyes (hence, the name!)
No one could touch the mats on her back but me. Somehow, she knew I loved her from the start. She would check out my room by walking along the baseboards, and without even a hesitation, she jumped on my chest as I was lying on my sofa watching TV.
My roommate’s daughter was totally amazed when she saw Tokyo there. But The Rose knew...