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| Kiki posing on the bed. |
When I’m in bed, she will sit in the doorway and stare in my
general direction. If I call her, she’ll come to the side of the bed and let me
pet her before she flops over onto her side and stretches with her belly facing
me, but just beyond my reach, a distance she has gauged with the precision of
an engineer.
Tonight, there was a new nuance to our little routine. Kiki was letting me stroke
her from her head the tip of her tail. I rubbed her hips and she raised her
butt and tail into the air before plopping down onto her side and showing me
her white belly. And then, for the first time I can recall, and possibly the
first time ever, she let me rub her belly. She didn't recoil and then run away like she used to do. She remained in her sprawled pose for a few seconds and I rubbed her belly, stopping before she had a chance to decide she didn’t like it anymore. Progress!


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