Meet Bitbit whose cat guardians are my krewe of Spank friends David and Brett. He got his name-the cat, not David-because he was such an eenie weenie kitten. That is no longer the case. Get a load of that tongue, y’all:
They are also used for a lot of grooming, as the hair balls on our floors will attest.
The cats pretend to groom to put us off guard about the flesh eating part I’m sure. How could it be natural to eat and puke up your own hair, I ask you?
I have never felt the same about the sweet roughness of a cat’s tongue since I read that it is designed to get meat off bones, since they don’t have the ability to break the bones as dogs do. One of mine will sit on the back of the couch and mindlessly lick my shoulder for some minutes, until I have to push him off and say that I am not dead yet.
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