The Steve That My Cats Love Is Back

So, if you’ve followed my blog for a while, you know how my cats tend to lick me when I’m sweaty. If you haven’t read the post that I dedicated to Bubba a few months back, please, check it out. It may shock you a little. Don’t say you haven’t been warned.

I was hairless for a while, and my cats didn’t know what to think. My last full body shave was the day before IM WI, which was Sept 8th of this year. That was three months ago. The cats didn’t lick me NEARLY as much when I was hairless. But 2 days ago, the magic was back:

I had just finished a workout at the Y. Kermit couldn’t resist. Our eyes met from across the room. She could smell my salty sweat. I could smell the tuna on her breath. We embraced. The rest...well, the rest is spelled out in that photo above.

Something else spelled out in that photo is how hairy I’ve gotten in the past 3 months. Here’s some cat lick marks from just before IM, back in early Sept:

Much hairier now. (much to Phamie’s chagrin.)

Then, last night, I found a big pile of fur in the basement. I thought Kermit barfed up my chest hair. Then I rolled it over and found it to be bloody. And it contained a tiny foot. One of our harmless, clawless house cats caught a mouse, ate it, and barfed it up. Since I have a strict policy to not post anything gross on my blog (HA!), click here if you want to see the hairy barf I found in the basement.

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