Wednesday, 11 June 2014

Wrasslin' Wednesday

So, many of you would like to snorgle my luxurious belly furs. This is understandable, but not permitted.
Äiti dares a tummy tickle and swiftly my jaws fly open and I am ready with the bitey.
My paws can grab her intruding hand tightly.
Oh yes, I am going to chew through her palm.
Do you see that bright red drop on her hand, and those scratches ? You do not mess with me! Yes - snorgling is a risky sport here in Finland (N).

7 comments:

Spitty-the-Kitty said...

King P! I am shocked and horrified at this savagery. You put me to shame, to shame, I say. I never draw blood anymore unless she scares me and I accidentally rip a giant gash open trying to make my escape. But that's an accident, right?

Angel Prancer Pie said...

Oh my! Your mighty jaws must be spring-loaded, King P!

It's just a dot of blood, not even enough to be tasty, er,.... traumatic. MOL!

Have a great Wednesday, furriends!
XOXO

Pee Ess - Mommy says she will still snorgle you in her imagination!

Sparkle said...

My tummy is always available and safe for rubs! Binga... well, not so much.

Tom, Tama-Chan, Sei-Chan, Bibi-Chan, Gen-Chan, Vidock, Violette said...

What a wild boy you are! We would not dream of biting #1 when she kisses us on our tummies, although we admit that we have nothing like your luxurious floofs!

Purrs,
The Chans

Jenna said...

Snorgling is a risky sport here, too. I only want snorgled when I'm in the mood!

Fuzzy Tales said...

Yikes! Our tummies are available for safe rubs and kisses too, just in case anyone feels the need. :-)

Eileen said...

Ouchies! Poor Aiti!

How can you withhold that beautiful belly?