Tummy Tuesday

It's easy as one-two-three to get a fuzzy belly shot of Pushkin. Run the kitchen throw-rug through the wash and dry, and put it back down on the floor while it's still warm. She has a sixth-sense about it. Even if she is fast asleep in my bedroom, the minute the warm rug is down on the floor, she knows. In she runs, and promptly spends anywhere from ten to twenty minutes gyrating on her back like a silly fool, letting out little meows and chirps as she does her strange dance.

A friend of mine specifically requests, when he is feeling blue, to witness this. It makes him laugh uncontrollably, as she is so wonderfully oblivious to us staring at her.
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