When Jack Attacks...
6/25/09 10:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wobblerlorri...he freakin' attacks. His decision that chin scratches were Okay has evolved into Crawling Into Laps, Attacking Arms, and Scampering Up Backs To Sit On Shoulders are all Mighty Fine Fun. Xena likes to get in your lap and purr while gazing upon you creamily with half-closed eyes, enjoying her full body strokes and talking.
Jack on the other hand likes to pounce Xena, get her to slither out of the lap, then sit on his rump and spin around, attacking knees, pants, shirts, buttons, arms, hands and fingers with relish. It's like he's in a Captain's Command Chair. I call it his Control Center.
This morning I had both of these previously wild kittens piled up in my lap, alternating between curling cutely and enjoying pets, and having wrestling matches. Amazing what food, patience, kindness, and toys will do to tame the savage breast...
Jack on the other hand likes to pounce Xena, get her to slither out of the lap, then sit on his rump and spin around, attacking knees, pants, shirts, buttons, arms, hands and fingers with relish. It's like he's in a Captain's Command Chair. I call it his Control Center.
This morning I had both of these previously wild kittens piled up in my lap, alternating between curling cutely and enjoying pets, and having wrestling matches. Amazing what food, patience, kindness, and toys will do to tame the savage breast...
