Tabs, as you know, has always been an affectionate cat. He’s not one of those standoffish kitties content to ignore you and never get on your lap for the entire duration of your relationship. He’s very loving, and when he sees a free lap, he’ll jump right on ya.
If you’re lying down, and he sees a stretch of tummy that could be potentially blanketed by his body, he’ll seek out that empty spot and chill for a spell. He’s very into his humans, and that’s one of the many reasons we fell in love with him.
But over the last year or so, Tabs has taken his affection to a whole new level. I don’t know if it’s just because he’s getting older and sleeps more during the day, so when he’s actually awake, he has to, like, squeeze in more lovies, but when he was younger, he’d sprinkle and parse out his affection throughout the day. You know, I’d wake up to a headbutt here or a nose tap there. Then I’d come down the stairs and get some kitty hugs.
Later, when I’d sit and drink my coffee, he’d come by and do a quick round of biscuits on my thighs. So, I’d get my Tabs sessions sprinkled throughout the day, a minute or two at a time. He’d stop by, then peace out for a bit.
