We've been trying to get him to cuddle and be a lap cat, but he's still so much of a kitten that moments like this are few and far between. Yeah, he'll come up between our pillows after I've been up in the middle of the night, and I can hold him for a while, but it's always almost at arm's length.
While I was watching them, Steve said, "I really should get up and do something." I replied, "This is the most important thing you can do right now."
I grabbed my phone and took a bunch of pictures to commemorate the occasion. I was expecting Clinch to dash off when I stepped fully into the room, but he didn't.
He likes a lot of petting behind the ears
(but stomach scratching invites nipping)
Constant petting is required to keep a lap kitten happy
Within a few minutes, Pixel came back and was jealous:
"Hey! What's going on up there?"
Pixel claims the bedpost as his (for the 100th time)
while Steve strains his bad shoulder to pet him.
I apologize for the state of the covers. Like I said, I had just gotten up from a nap. If I had known there would be a photo shoot, I would have straightened up a bit.
Here's my favorite picture of the whole affair:
My three boys!
Shortly after this, Clinchfield got all bitey and scratchy and ran off. It was very nice while it lasted, and I hope it won't be too long before it happens again!