Snarfing pizza bones, nursing my sick Maine Coon who is less wooly and of more pleasant disposition than the above specimen. Even when he has a thermometer crammed inside one of his most sensitive spots. And he had to have his nailed trimmed which means he can’t hold his own against the other two. I’ll add a couple of short prose forms exercises when I have a moment.
This is my most popular page by an order of magnitude (now that MFA season is drying up and dying down). Leave a message or I’ll sic the coon on you.
I find your categorical assumptions about cats quite dismaying.