OH. MY. GOD.
I just went to the kitchen to get some food ready for dinner, and Ninja came into the kitchen, mreowing in his rusty little way. So I sat down on the floor (as you do
) and he just loved me up like mad, rubbing against my elbow and my arm, letting me fuss him, mreowing and purring and trying to knead the linoleum.
Then he stepped over my ankles to get to the other side (now there's a bad joke
) and got cuddles while I was between him and the door (
). He walked
slowly (and still purring) around my feet to get back to the door-side. He did this
three times and every time got cuddles on the other side (I think he was just seeing if the service was the same there, to be honest
).
Also, when I changed my position (so I was leaning on an arm) he squeezed through the gap between my arm and my body and loved me up the whole way
.
But... The best thing he did was...
He gave my right foot a heartfelt, thorough HEADBUMP!!!
I finally understand the "I will never wash this appendage again" feeling
I'm sorry for making yet-another-thread-about-Ninja. I don't want to spam the board or anything. But I really wanted everyone to see this. You guys have given me advice and support and encouragement - and Kazz, you did say you thought we'd cracked it... I was too pessimistic to dare believe it... You were right and I was wrong, mea culpa, please forgive me
I really got the feeling that he was sort of... experimenting. I don't know what things were like when he was very small, but he was only about a year old when we got him and his faith in humanity had been badly damaged in the meantime. Today, I really got to see the cat he ought to have been, and it's wonderful that he's getting a chance to become that cat.
So thank you all for all the help and support and answers and debate and encouragement. From me and from Ninja