The peeps love to see us in the Loaf position, with our legs all tucked under; for example, Mommy will ask Daddy "What did you do with the cat's legs?" and Daddy will answer "I cut 'em off and ate 'em!" and then they dissolve with laughter. Well. What with the never ending threats to turn Scouty into stew I decided that maybe it would be a smart idea to keep my legs in plain view to prevent myself from being turned into an entree.
Thus a full tuck in front, but do you see that back footie peeping? It'll save me from becoming a feline fricassee, I'm sure.
Although Mommy does say I have such nice plump thighs.
Kitties, I may be in trouble here...
Main Dish Monday!
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