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pets: Masseur Monette

Monette has decided it's time to find a career for himself. He's become a massage therapist. What this means for me is, when I'm laying on my bed and he wants to see what I'm doing, he walks up my back, often pausing for a moment to sit on my lower back, before jumping onto my book or whatever is getting attention instead of him.

Yesterday, he decided I needed a "back massage" after playing in his water fountain. The combination of freezing wet paws and being extremely ticklish was quite the experience. Of course, being the supportive parent I am, I suffer in relative silence, trying to keep my twitchs and laughter to a minimum to not scare him away. There's no need to say I'm pussy whipped; it is evident.



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Jun. 20th, 2005 08:19 pm (UTC)
HA!! What a great daddy :)
Jun. 20th, 2005 08:26 pm (UTC)
My cat Milhouse does the same thing. He sits behind me in a chair and uses my back as a "scratching post". Since he doesn't have claws, it feels like a back massage. :)
Jun. 20th, 2005 09:08 pm (UTC)
Cutest story I heard all day
Jun. 20th, 2005 09:37 pm (UTC)
Whipped, indeed.
Jun. 27th, 2005 07:21 am (UTC)
pussy whipped?

You're just well-trained.

Fairie G, happy you've given me two reasons to use the word pussy in sentence in the last ten minutes :)
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