I went to visit Madam McShedsalot last night for the last time before her humans come home and I think… yes, I’m pretty sure we’ve made up. It was all snuggles and love (and poops!) and everything is the way it should be.
In fact, I got a full-leg face rub (with drool!) that ended in a face-floor butt flip and some belly rubs.
She did, however, shed like a cat in a hot house in August and my pants went immediately into the laundry when I got home (because drool is a sign of love, yes, but it’s also kinda gross).
Still… there was much love and snuggles and face flips. Cuteness was in abundance.
Friendship On, L’il Snugglemuffin. Friendship On.