I almost always have a hand hanging down, skritchin’ someone’s li’l head. LOL
Right now it’s Shags. He needs extra reassurance after being left at the vet clinic overnight and late into the day. Had to wait until the anesthesia wore off enough to come home. He as not a happy camper.
I wouldn’t be a happy camper either if I had been through what he had. Imagine all night with strange critters making awful sounds all night long. I know he’s mighty glad to be home. Give him an extra *skritch* from me. :)