Hey, I'm Not Supposed to Like That!

Heh heh. My goof ball Ginger. She has come leaps and bounds from when I first got this ball of hissing nails and teeth into a pretty much lovey dovey cat. Except for her feet. Sill will only let me near them for a second before the catatiude comes out.
I snuck up on her just now, snoozing upside down on the chair next to me and started pettiing her back foot. She "sat up" which involved her lifting the front half of her self up, still bely to the breeze and now looked like a frog. I saw no impending doom to my hand so I kept petting her foot and she fell asleep, still in frog position, head now all shluped forward, till a loud car went by and she woke up and shot me a nasty look, batted my hand (a half hearted attempt at best, I laughed) and walked away.
Silly creatures.

Sounds cute.

Chynna loves having her paws massaged. When I cut her nails it's like a day in the spa for her. Nail cut and about a 1/2 hour paw massage And when she is laying on my bed with me or on the desk next to me, she loves to hug my hand and put her paw in my hand so that I can massage it while she goes to sleep.

Abby doesn't really like her paws touched. Though she's getting better as she's gotten older. When she's on the desk next to me and sleeping, I can sometimes sit and gently pet one of her hind paws, but not her front ones. But never when she's awake.