Dirty Old Man

I made a couple of round pillows for our tv chairs. I kept returning home to find the pillows partially flattened and on the floor.

It was all a mystery till yesterday. I was relaxing on the couch and started to hear Sheleata Kanoftuna, our cat, purring in the most seductive manner. Curious, I poked my head over the top of the couch.

Sheleata had dragged the pillow from the chair to the floor. If that wasn’t bad enough, he was on top of the pillow, using his front paws to gently massage it. Some would say, whatever, the cats just playing around.

I don’t think so! While in the act of “massaging” the intensity of his seductive purring grew as his eyes glaze over. I felt dirty and ashamed to be watching this train wreck, yet I couldn’t turn away.

After a short time, Sheleata stopped his “massaging”, stepped off the pillow and walked away. I’m sure in pursuit of a cigarette.