Gimme Shauldah!

Junnu is on the door and gets a sudden urge to come down. He's aiming
at my shoulder.

One of my first original discoveries with cats came up in a similar situation
with the still kittenish Essu, our first one.

When I came to Essu, she used to look at my shoulders. I felt like a piece
of trunk. Then I understood that that's how women feel when guys are
ogling their decolletes. You're just meat!

Thus cats have made me a bit more feminist minded.