Because . . . is there anything more irresistible than a furry kitty tummy?
Newly divorced, I drove away from my old home with little more than the clothes on my back and a fluffy cat snuggled under my arm. My cat Princess wouldn’t have had it any other way. We’d been through thick and thin together, so were off on our own again.
Princess loved being with me and we were inseparable. Her soft, thick fur just invited being caressed. However, she guarded her highly sensitive tummy with her life. As much as I would have loved giving her snow-white fuzzy belly a rub, it wasn’t going to happen anytime soon. She hid it so well from me, I rarely even had a peek at it.
I’ve always lived with a lot of animals throughout my life, mostly dogs and cats adopted from the local animal shelters. All of the dogs loved having their tummies rubbed, while many of the cats were indifferent. Cats are known to be very protective of their stomachs, mainly because it leaves them completely exposed to danger if uncovered. The hair follicles on a cat’s belly apparently are also hypersensitive, so can be overstimulated due to heightened sensitivity.
My friend Molly loves to tickle kitty tummies, so would repeatedly try to rub my cat’s belly, considering it a personal challenge to get to her tum. This only made Princess even more protective of her delicate stomach. She soon wanted nothing more to do with Molly and hid whenever she came to visit.
Eventually, I recovered enough mentally from my divorce to consider dating again and was invited out to dinner soon afterwards. My date arrived a little early, so I invited him in while I finished getting ready. I was pleased to overhear him talking to Princess as I grabbed my purse and headed for the door. By the time I got there, they were having a regular conversation as he crouched down at her level, with Princess rubbing her head on his trousers.
Our dinner date went marvelously, so we arranged for another the following week. Though delighted with everything so far, I wanted to take things slowly. When my date surprisingly arrived even earlier than the last time, he explained that he was also a cat aficionado who would gladly spend time with Princess while I got ready for our evening out. By the time I was ready to go, Princess was lovingly looking into his clear blue eyes as she snuggled on his lap. While I might be taking things slowly, Princess had other ideas. I’m ashamed to admit that I was getting a little jealous of her continual unabashed flirting.
Dinner date number three took place at my date’s house. We were getting to know each other pretty well by now, so I was comfortable going there. Happily, Princess was invited too, and the three of us had a wonderful meal together. My new friend was a charming host and an excellent cook, making a delectable feast for us to enjoy. Princess loved her dinner and the extra attention she was getting. She spent the rest of the evening sniffing around the rooms and rolling around on the carpets, making herself at home. I was beginning to get confused about who was dating whom.
Our next dinner together was at my place, and my guest arrived bringing chocolates and flowers for me along with treats and toys for Princess. My apartment was tiny, so I could easily chat from the kitchen as we enjoyed a glass of wine, while he wandered over to give Princess some attention in the living room. I soon took our hot dinner out of the oven and was heading to the dining table with it, when I saw a sight that made me gasp.
Princess was sprawled out on the couch with her fuzzy belly straight up in the air for the first time ever, getting a gentle tummy rub from our new friend. Her face expressed pure bliss. I gently placed our dinner on the table before I dropped it and walked over in disbelief. I had never had a close look at Princess’s beautiful tummy, while here was a new person in our lives giving her a stomach massage. It was completely unbelievable.
Needless to say, our relationship progressed much more quickly after that. Clearly, Princess had given this man her ultimate stamp of approval by trusting him with her precious tummy. Thanks to her bold moves and female feline intuition, we soon became a family of three.