While Dani was still a kitten, I wanted her to become accustomed to people other than her Dada and I.
So, since we usually did our visiting on the front porch in good weather, Dani was exposed to a number of strangers. Most of them became even stranger with subsequent visits.
Witness, Dani's Auntie Renate, below. Each of my lady friends was dubbed Auntie when Dani was still tiny. I would reinforce it by telling young Dani ahead of time that Auntie Susan, Auntie Val or Auntie Renate (sometimes all three at once) was/were coming over. My voice was enthusiastic and upbeat. The same voice I use when giving her treats.
Now imagine from Dani's point of view how it then felt to be betrayed by her Mama only to experience the horrors of stranger strangulation. Talk about disappointment!
Now Auntie R had kitties all her life, but the last one had passed not long before (little wonder, really). So she used friends' cats for PURRactice. She wouldn't want to forget her technique after all.
Auntie R said her cat used to love to smell her breath. So without further warning, Dani was exposed to this gaping maw, and to make it worse it had turned into a regular wind tunnel. Dani struggled to stay in place in spite of what may beFALL her.
IT'S THURSDAY AND I'M THANKFUL FOR THE INTERNET.
AFTER SIX DAYS WITHOUT IT I APPRECIATE IT EVEN MORE.
FINALLY I CAN MAKE THIS POST WHICH I WROTE LAST THURSDAY.
I'm glad you finally got your internet back! Sweet Dani, that's some close encounter girl! Thanks for joining our Thankful Thursday Blog Hop!
MOL too funny! Your face in the first picture is priceless. (We wondered where you went!)
Poor Dani. Her auntie needs lessons on holding a kitty. XO
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