Complete Trust and Friendship

This Protection Island tabby came out to greet us as we explored the neighbourhood.

The display of friendship was obvious when Kitty approached us even though I, at least, was a stranger.

“Can you come in and have a saucer of milk with me? Perhaps a snack of tenderized mouse tidbits?”

“Thanks for the kind offer,” I told her, “but we’re going to have lunch after our walk. Perhaps you’d like to join us instead. It’s tender slices of another of your favourites – a bird.” I thought of the chicken that would dress up our salad.

“Neeow thanks,” Kitty said. “I think I’m too fat to walk that far.”

“It’s easier just to have my belly rubbed.”

Kitty must have had a good home for many years to be so trusting. She does not expect anyone to hurt her or she would never lie down (making a fast getaway more difficult) and expose her ample belly, leaving her most tender parts unprotected. That takes complete trust.

“My life is in your hands,” she purrs. “Just rub my tummy gently and I’ll be your friend forever.”

To see such trust got me thinking. People could learn a lot from animals (and I don’t mean “how to get your belly rubbed”).

 

43 thoughts on “Complete Trust and Friendship

    • We had a lab in those days when we had our cats, and they got along just fine. I think they need to be introduced gradually and preferably at a young age. One of our cats used to curl up “spoon” with the lab and let her lick his face until his ear folded right over.

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  1. Das ist so süß. 🙂
    Ja, von den Tieren können wir viel lernen. ❤
    Vielleicht gibt es ja noch Hoffnung für uns Menschen. Vielleicht sollten wir uns einfach mal den Bauch kraulen lassen. 😉 Vielleicht wären wir überrascht, wie freundlich andere Menschen sein können, wenn wir ihnen vertrauen würden. 😉

    Liebe Grüße,
    Martina

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  2. Good morning, Anneli,
    I love those pictures, especially that one where the kitty is rolling on its back to get scratched and patted. Just like our Fritz, who, at the moment, is confined to our office. He needed to be “quarantined” because he had a serious staph infections, One of those multi-resistent bugs. But he’s on the mend. Anyway: withoput his other feline companions, he is really craving for my attention. And, of course, he gets it! 😉
    Have a wonderful Sunday,
    Pit

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  3. Good morning, Anneli,
    Now these are great pictures. I love them, especially that one where the kitty is rolling on its back to get scratched and patted. Just like our Fritz, who, at the moment, is confined to our office. He needed to be “quarantined” because he had a serious staph infections, One of those multi-resistent bugs. But he’s on the mend. Anyway: withoput his other feline companions, he is really craving for my attention. And, of course, he gets it! 😉
    And I also like your story here.
    Have a wonderful Sunday,
    Pit

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    • The picture where Kitty is lying down is about as close to an action shot as I can usually get. Luckily she wasn’t moving fast. I’m glad to hear Fritz is on the mend. It’s a terrible worry when our pets are not well. Thanks for your note and have a great Sunday yourself. Now that you have that new Nikon I know what you’ll be doing (reading the manual)!

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  4. When I stayed in Budva, Montenegro, this spring, I had the first floor and enormous balcony with palm trees. Every morning, three cats came in to breakfast on my balcony, and every morning, three pieces of Mortadella waited them. It was so exotic for me, a man who was born and lived all the life on the high floor of a multi-storey building.
    I loved cats and dogs all my life.

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