As I mentioned in this post Doughman is Spud’s mummy. However the only time I get a cuddle or when Spud will humour me with a cuddle is when I get home from work. He usually greets me at the door with a yoga stretch. You know the one, two front paws stretched out straight in front of him and back arched. He then flops onto his side and waits for me to pick him up.
The ritual is I pick him up and walk around with him for about 5 minutes on my shoulder, he has to be on my shoulder, whilst he rubs the back of his head against mine. His two front paws are stretched out over my shoulder. Do you know how hard it is to take a picture like this and convince the cat that nothing unusual is happening whilst you’re walking around the house?!