Hey!

Everyone who lives with a puddy tat will know this demented expression and fear, or at least, respect it. Basically translates as, "I need your attention and am about to attack. To resist is futile".  So I didn't. 

In other news: when afflicted with hurting body parts (see yesterday) listen to the message being sent, and rest. I did, and as a result, this evening there is a marked lessening of pain impulses.  A day spent virtually motionless, other than playing with Gentle (as above), and early evening neighbour kitty care duties. Recovery mode is "on".