The fluffy little shadow is at my feet, sniffing at something nearby and luxuriating in the feel of a good foot massage.
No, I am not massaging her feet. She is laying where I can run my foot up and down her back and scrub her tail. Her own personal nirvana. Earlier in the day I spent a good deal of time brushing Flop out with her favorite wire brush, and man - did she ever need it!
We can't figure out how she develops such knots in her fur, unless it is just a common problem for long haired kitties. It also seems to be a problem for her more often in the summer, especially under very humid conditions. Poor little hairdo with feet.
After brushing a lot of the knotted mess free, I had Brian hold her while I trimmed out the worst two spots of matted fur with scissors. She didn't panic so much today during the procedure as normal, mostly because she was getting a lot of stroking and futzing with her hindquarters - an area she particularly enjoys having petted. My biggest fear is that I might accidentally nick her skin if she struggles while the scissors are closing. This is why we 'tag-team' her and do everything gently and slowly.
Anyhow, I am back to my afternoon routine of more job searching and she is back to her usual MO - staying within eyesight of me, if not petting range. It's a slow Monday and I feel a catnap coming on.
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