On this throw-back-Thursday I present a little kitty that I can clearly remember nearly 30 years later. In 1987 my brother and I were in Malaysia doing some hiking and some scuba diving. It was glorious.
In looking back through old photos we found this one of a dear friend that happily embraced us during our visit. Relaxed and happy offering his belly for a rub anytime we were close by.
As you gave him a belly rub he would knead the air with his front paws and stretch out his back ones in ecstasy.
He was minus a tail (and it didn’t look like it was anything except perhaps born that way – no scar, no infection) but he seemed completely able to get about and stay healthy. Pretty sure that despite his pretence of being totally independent and self sufficient he was really adopted by the nearby restaurant and was, in fact, their kitty.