Basking in the warmth of the spring sun, I, Linus the Magnificent, indulge in a blissful grooming session. The gentle strokes of my human's brush initially please me, but alas, the moment it ventures near my delicate belly, all bets are off. With a mighty glare, I protest this invasion of my personal space. When the brushing ceases, I fix my human with a steely gaze, and in a moment of feline fury, I assert my displeasure with a swift swipe. Ah, the indignities of being a superior being.
26 сен 2024
