Look at this guy's eyes, doesn't he look like he's ready to pounce? I swear he was very friendly in person. He was purring with every loving stroke, he let me scratch behind his ears and along his jawline. Very friendly indeed. So much so that I started snapping a bunch of photos of him. He started to move slowly. And before I was able to follow his movements through my camera lens, I felt claws digging into my thighs, and onto my shoulders. I was petrified.
A medley of gasps and giggles erupted. Sherry Page snapped this picture of me wigging out.
As it turns out, this cat is just comfortable piggybacking on his favorite people. Pierre came to my rescue and placed le chat on his shoulders.
Before that the cat was on his pop's shoulders. Go figure.