I'm
woken from a light slumber by a repetitive motion near my feet. The
heat is making it difficult to sleep and I've not been “out” long
so I'm partially conscious. It feels like something is gently riding
my feet.
I
hear The Boy laughing, something resembling fabric scraping across
fabric and a motorised engine-like noise. Sleepily lifting my head, I
look down to see a purring Maj with his ghost costume in his mouth
straddling my feet bobbing up and down like he's humping my lower
body. The sight unsurprisingly causes me to chuckle and I'm back to
square one, trying to clear my head of thoughts and return to the
land of dreams.
Although
he admittedly has a bit of a foot fetish, this is the first time The
Maj has decided to mount my feet but certainly not the first time
we've witnessed his bizarre nightly sexual routine. About six months
after adopting The Maj from the Howarth Cat Rescue Centre, I
purchased a dog's Halloween costume that made him look like a member
of the Klu Klux Klan and fitted rather poorly.
Like
his mum, The Maj likes his food and isn't keen on waste; he soon
claimed the costume and put it to use, dragging it around the flat
while loudly yowling in order to alert us to his need for food or
loving. In more recent months, he's taken to dragging the costume
around, simulated humping, more dragging with some near tripping,
gazing at himself in the mirror, more dragging, more humping...
This
bizarre ritual seems to have increased in recent weeks with him
shunting around in a circle, almost as if he's making sure we witness
this spectacle from every angle. We've also unfortunately noticed a
Maj erection for the first time since getting him some two and a half
years ago.
My
mum wisely suggested the diet food he now exclusively dines on may
have side-effects but so far web searches have proved fruitless. I've
found myself wading through links selling Hill's c/d prescription
diet pet food and others that are amusing but unhelpful, including
titles such as “Please Help! Can fixed cats still... uh,
ejaculate?”
Next
visit to the cat doctor some questions will be asked but in the
meantime, we'll have to continue to be amused and confused by our
frisky feline.
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