If I bring another cat in with me, she's totally Dr Jekyll - purring, head bonks, almost got her doing the elevator-butt, except with only one back leg, she's not very good at it yet.
She really loves a back massage (who doesn't?). Lots of purrs there.
This week, we're practicing getting picked up. She's not crazy about it, but no scaredy-cat peeing, so I count that a success.
Lucky for me, Davey has figured out that it's his job to be Colleen's therapy cat. When I get up in the morning, he runs straight for her door so we can check in & clean up, pick up the food bowls & such. It's just part of his morning routine now. We get a few minutes of 'cuddling' done first thing, then head down for breakfast. I still think he's in it for the kitten chow (or to see if Colleen left any dinner behind).
Since I don't have a new Christmas pic this year, here's last year's ...
Happy New Year to all!