Singha prefers cuddling with my toys, not with his human
Still unclear on why he bothers to lug *two* of his toys onto the couch, ottoman, and chair(s). He's done it a bunch; I've watched him him do it, and find them in his sleeping places often.
He's like a little kid with stuffed animals 🙄
@netspionage
gifts from his human.
Acceptable because he just won't wear a ring. Even tho he will be Yours until death do you part.
Also it's a poly relationship. Not open, poly. Fluff bound, not fluid.
Say it with a cuddle toy
A promise of perfection and pure scent markers
A fluff toy may not be forever, but litterbox maintenance is. Both symbolize your love.
Fun fact: later that night, Singha walked over, carrying his platypus in his mouth, & dropped it on the armrest of the couch next to me 🥰
@netspionage
awwwwwww.
That's love.
As is the implied directive to reinforce scent markers.
Real love is nosy.
Yeah, I know that's part of why they knead on me (cats can also scent mark with their feet).
I'd appreciate it if Singha could stop waking me up by kneading my crotch, though 😱😹
Not kidding: that's how I woke up today. With a crushing weight on my chest, Singha's ass in my face as he kneaded my balls. SUPER unpleasant...yet I find it hard to scold him, though I do try to reposition him 'cause that *hurts*.
Not that anyone asked; just saying 😹
The element of surprise
Yeah, "surprising" is *one* way to describe being woken up by the sensation of the tips of his wicked claws piercing the blankets to prick my scrotum 😬
WILDLY AWFUL is another 😱
I get he's doing it from a place of love; I'd just prefer he not do it.
::nodding with as blank an expression as i can manage::