When I got out of the shower this morning, both of my cats-- Jackson and Pepper--were sleeping on my bed. They barely acknowledged me when I sat down to put on my shoes. I decided it would be fun to see how long they'd put up with it when I gave my cats a massage.
It's a sad reflection on how busy I am that I hardly ever pet the cats for extended periods of time. Most often they just get a short scratch on the head in the morning when I'm heading downstairs to start my day, or a quick cuddle as I'm filling their food bowl.
I started off the session with Jackson. First I scratched him on top of the head between his ears, then rubbed his ears. He opened one eye halfway and stared at me. Since he hadn't run away, I was encouraged.I scratched the sides of his face, below his whiskers, and under his chin. This is his absolute favorite. He closed his eyes and started purring.
I slowly massaged down the length of his back. The vet said he needed to lose a bit of weight last month, so I think I could feel his backbone a bit easier now that he's been on a diet. I rubbed his legs from the top to the bottom, and then moved on to each of his paws. He flexed them and started purring even louder!
It was very relaxing to watch Jackson enjoy his massage. However, after about five minutes he'd had enough. He slipped away from me, stood up, stretched and jumped off the bed. He sat on the floor about six feet away and started grooming himself.
But Pepper was still sleeping on the bed, so I transferred my attention to him. I basically followed the same procedure for the massage, but added a belly rub when he flopped over on his back. I swear I heard him saying "ahhhhhh" as he was purring.
Pepper decided he was finished after a couple of minutes and jumped off the bed to join his brother. I'd been dismissed; my job was through.