Bob is in love.
He has fallen hard and fast for the feline in his lap. (She still doesn’t have a new name, but you can recognize her as the possessor of the Mesmer eyes from a few posts back.) This cat is very friendly and personable, has super-soft short fur, and a dynamic deep rumbly purr. She is a Most Excellent Kitteh. Bob is thoroughly smitten (and who could blame him?).
But why, you ask, am I publishing this picture after disclaiming a desire to turn this venue into a cute-animal blog?
Here’s why: this picture shows something true and beautiful about Bob.
Take note of the gentle, tender expression on his face. Look how attentive he is to the kitty on his lap. See how loosely but carefully he holds her; she is at liberty to look where she likes, or to get up and leave whenever she wants. She is cared for, but not controlled.
He is stroking her head lightly, with one fingertip, so as to bring pleasure but not insist upon continuing if the cat indicates impatience or has had enough. Bob does not demand that she conform to specific requirements for her behavior at any given moment. She does not have to curl up in a particular shape or gaze only into his eyes to be the object of his affection. The cat can tell she is safe, adored, and free.
That is one lucky kitty, wouldn’t you agree?
[Update: Kitty's name is Lucy.]
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