My boy cat, Mister Whiskers, has a foot fetish. He loves feet. If anyone stops for even just a minute – whether standing or sitting – he gravitates to the feet and takes possession of them.
I even have a broken pinky finger to prove it. A few years ago, I was in the kitchen – stopped – and Mister was in the process of clutching my foot just as I decided to move. I did not look down first and did not see him. I tripped over him and fell on my hand – breaking my pinky finger. It healed crooked because it was so swollen the doctor couldn’t straighten it. (Sigh. . .)
Now I look before I move. Well. . . most of the time. Sometimes Mister reaches out and grabs at my foot as I’m walking past him.
“No, Mister. . . that’s ‘my’ foot!”
Tigger loves grabbing our feet when we walk by . . . and sleeping on our flip flops if we flip them off while watching TV.
I love cats! Thanks, Grandawn!
Mister Whiskers sleeps on my flip flops sometimes, too!
What’s funny is that I used to be a dog person years ago. But now I love cats!
He is so beautiful!
Thank you!
He is gorgeous.
A foot fetish feline….I know some men like that!!!Creepy.
Thank you! I think he’s gorgeous, too. And how is it that you know these men have foot fetishes? Hmmmmm. . . ?
Every cat has a fetish…..yours just chose a stinky one! LOL
I know! What’s up with that?!? 🙂
He is a handsome devil, I think the foot thing can be forgiven 🙂
Oh, yes. He is such a lover! I forgive him anything. 🙂