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RapidDawn

My Cat Schedules Cuddle Appointments

So apparently, my cat has a Google Calendar I don’t know about. Every day, like clockwork, she’ll march over, flop onto her back, and stare at me with that look: “Human, it’s time. Belly rubs. Now.” If I’m late, she’ll escalate—first the gentle paw tap, then the full-on dramatic sigh. Ignore her long enough and she’ll start knocking things off the table. I used to think I was in charge here, but let’s be real: I’m just the hired help for her daily spa treatment. And yes, she’s picky. Too soft? She’ll glare. Too rough? She’ll bite. Get it just right? She’ll purr like a tiny engine and pretend she’s not enjoying it (but we both know she is). Anyone else’s pet have a strict belly rub policy, or is my cat just running a dictatorship? #PetLife #CatOwners #BellyRubs #Pets

My Cat Schedules Cuddle Appointments
FuzzyFern

My Cat Thinks She’s a Dog (Belly Rub Addict)

Is it just me, or do some cats not get the memo about being aloof? Mine, for example, has decided that personal space is a myth and belly rubs are her birthright. Forget the stereotype—she flops over like a drama queen, paws in the air, and stares at me until I comply. If I stop for even a second, she lets out this offended chirp, like I’ve betrayed her deepest trust. Meanwhile, my dog looks on in horror, probably wondering if the universe glitched. I used to think cats were mysterious, independent creatures. Turns out, mine is just a furry little extrovert with zero boundaries and a belly that demands constant attention. Anyone else’s pet break all the rules? Or is my household just a sitcom waiting to happen? #PetLife #CatPerson #BellyRubs #Pets

My Cat Thinks She’s a Dog (Belly Rub Addict)