No matter where I move, Rascal wants to be on me. Not just on me, but kneading me with his razor sharp claws that can penetrate the thickest jeans! And it doesn’t stop there! Oh no!
I’ve been trying to sit so as not to have any lap, you know, with my knees up to my chest and tangled like a pretzel, so there is no possible space he could fit in. But he finds a way to slither his body in, on, and around my legs, no matter how I’m sitting.
Or he’ll perch next to me and kneed my arm, or paw at me. Maybe just prick me with one claw extended. He is determined to have all my attention right now, so I must go, or there will be nothing left once he’s done with me!
Why do Cats Knead at all?
I searched around, but it seems no one knows the real reason. There are some interesting theories.
Here’s a short article that explains a few of those theories: Why do cats knead?
It would be cool to know why kitties knead for sure, but I think they like to remain mysterious.