Thor is creeping up the bed toward my face. He likes to sneak up and rub his wet nose on your chin. It’s kissing, I suppose. But he’s really sneaky about it. He knows we don’t like it, but he does it anyway.
I like cats better than dogs because they don’t lick everything. They don’t slobber on everything, or rub their wet noses on everything. But Thor does. He’s a dog-cat, and when he gets excited he’ll knead his claws into whatever they’re on top of at the time.
He purrs like a pigeon.
I push him over onto his side to stop his slow plodding toward my face, and he just purrs louder.