Oh, Snuggy

This morning, William was snuggling with me on the couch.  Snuggy, my anti-social black kitty was walking in circles around my feet.  As he would circle, at some parts in his circle, I would see just his tail swaying in the air.  I pet his tail and tried to coax him to hop up next to us on the couch, knowing that it wouldn’t happen. In the 13 years I’ve had him in my life, I can count on one hand the number of times he has hopped up next to me of his own volition.

He finally got close enough to us that I was able to reach speedily under him and lift him up next to us. I got a couple of pets in of his head, a scritch behind his ears and then William reached for him.  Now, Snuggy is one of those cats whose memory is never ending.  He has been terrified of William since we brought him home with us.  William has never done anything to him, it’s just the way Snuggy is.  He is highly sensitive, I’m pretty sure there’s some Siamese hidden in his genealogy.  Snuggy’s eyes widened in horror and he leaped off the couch.

William called after him in a sad little voice, “Oh, Snuggy.  You don’t have to be afraid of me.  I’m not a… I’m not…”  There was a pause as he searched for just the right word, and then declared, “I’m not a MONSTER!  I’m just a boy.”

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2 responses to “Oh, Snuggy

  1. Chris K.

    That is a precious memory!!

  2. tony

    Silly Snuggy, willilam just wants to love you. :mrgreen: