I love kitties’ bodies, from the top of the ears to the tip of the tails. Sometimes I just sit and stare at my cats while they’re sleeping, taking in all the glorious feline goodness.
Cosmo’s tuxie form especially tickles me, and for multiple reasons. He’s my special boy and usually allows me to gaze, pet, poke, and huff at my leisure. Usually.
Here are the six reasons why his sweet kitty body sends me into fits of giggles.
Cosmo’s 12 years old this year and has filled out a bit as he’s aged. He’s not overweight or anything — he’s just got a little extra somethin’-somethin’ goin’ on and I absolutely love it. The other day I was staring at him while he was staring at me and then I suddenly noticed something that made me smile: The way he was sitting reminded me of a Hershey’s Kiss. I couldn’t stop laughing! And then I wanted chocolate.
I’ve mentioned Cosmo’s man panties now and again in my writing. He has this little triangular patch of white fur that’s definitely located in the panty position. He likes to roll around and show them off. I like thinking of him strutting down the catwalk (ha ha) at a Victoria’s Secret lingerie show.
When Cosmo eats, the Hershey’s Kiss morphs into a perfect pear. Look at him! I’d never want a shiny black pear in my fruit basket, but I’ll take one in cat form any day. Also, I notice that my imagination is often occupied with food. Mmm … occupied.
Sometimes when people meet Cosmo or see his photo, they assume he’s a cranky fellow, and sometimes he is. He’s kind of like an old man who’s set in his ways, but is also the ultimate mama’s boy. His facial markings give him “resting cranky face,” and that makes me laugh. He’s looks kind of like a fancy dandy of a fellow — kind of snooty, like he should have a monocle, top hat, and cane. The tux helps.
Despite is fancy dandy appearance, Cosmo is sometimes a sloppy sitter. My Phoebe tucks so tightly when she loafs, but Cosmo usually has something sticking out, or his front leg isn’t folded all the way in. My favorite sloppy-sitting position is what I call the “thumper foot.” He sits Hershey’s Kiss-style, and then kicks one of his back feet out so he looks like Thumper, the rabbit from Bambi. It’s the most adorable and hilarious thing … at least to me it is!
Once, my daughter and I were admiring his thumper foot and guess what happened? It started thumping! Just like the cartoon rabbit! It only thumped for a few seconds, but my daughter and I looked at each other like, “Did that really happen?” And then we busted out in laughter. Cosmo did not share our amusement.
Something else that’s happened to my boy as he’s gotten older is that he’s developed a squishy, swinging “jungle pouch” on his lower belly — you know, where his man panties are. When he’s in my lap, I like to rub it between my finger. It’s like a worry stone, except flabbier. Really, I can’t keep my hands off this part of his body. It magically pulls me in whenever I see it exposed. It’s fantastic!
What about your cat’s body makes you smile? Tell us about it in the comments!
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About the Author: Angie Bailey is an eternal optimist with an adoration of all things silly. Loves pre-adolescent boy humor, puns, making up parody songs, thinking about cats doing people things and The Smiths. Writes Catladyland, a cat humor blog, Texts from Mittens (birthed right here on Catster) and authored whiskerslist: the kitty classifieds, a silly book about cats wheeling and dealing online. Partner in a production company and writes and acts in comedy web series that features sketches and mockumentaries. Mother to two humans and three cats, all of which want her to make them food.