As another Lame Cherry exclusive in matter anti matter.
The Viking asked awhile back of the The Puntz would like him as he was prowling around metro forests with brother of Viking.
That got me thinking and I told TL about it over breakfast, as TL made a point that The Puntz does not like anyone.
As I mind linked with The Puntz the Holy Ghost revealed to me the Revelation of Cherry, that it was not that The Puntz did not like anyone, it is The Puntz does not like liking that she likes some people.
When I voiced that revelation. The Puntz peeked over the tissue box on the table and glared at me, with a knowing look, that I had just known too much than I should have not ever known.
See as I type this, The Puntz is snoozing on my pants, my felt lined winter pants that I have folded up. She is there because I washed her towel that she usually sleeps on behind TL on the top of the recliner. I started laughing at the ultimatum of "RETURN MY TOWEL OR I SLEEP ON YOUR PANTS", and put another towel up, but Puntz is making a point in still sleeping on the pants.
As I told TL, "If she is sleeping on them, she is not peeing on them".
Puntz has her tastes. Like the Fed Ex guy came with TL's meds yesterday, knocked and then ran for his truck to not catch Brier Patch Corona, and in return Puntz sat up, was the watch cat and as I got the box, TL said she was growling in that low rumble she does whenever she does not like who is calling or is on the place.
Strangers who are not supposed to be here, are not at all welcome by the cat. The Plumber antagonized this cat and I ended up bleeding. The mother manhandled this poor cat, and she took it out on us in biting. The mother had ideas that she could bribe the cat with food, and then pet this cat when she was in heat, and the cat in return put up with being touched on the stomach and other things, which if we did it by mistake or not meaning any harm, the cat would come with claw and fang. As for me, the mother took delight in the cat ripping on me.
That is why the night before the mother died, I was sitting there in the chair watching the cat get pawed by the mother, as TL was in the shower. I know this cat as I can read her eyes and expressions. I could see this cat had, had enough. Whenever The Puntz moves her head quickly or gets that look in her eyes that says DANGER WILL ROBINSON, I know that petting stops NOW as one more stroke and you get the claw and fang.
So I told the old woman, "You better watch it as that cat is about to nail you". To this, the mother arrogantly stroked the cat one more time, and then one more time, and the end of that stroke the cat had her bleeding with one strike of her paw.
So the mother was bleeding, and that was the last exchange with our cat, as she died the next day.
We just do not have strangers or for that matter do we have people here. She tolerates my brother, which surprised me, in she did not attack. So I have no idea what The Puntz likes and does not like in people. She is like women in what her mood is.
The other night, TL was moving around, and the cat wanted my attention. I was working on the laptop so she reached up and produced the claws and fangs to get my attention, which it always does. Other times she crawls up in bed, lays by me, and rolls around and lets me scratch her, probably to make TL jealous.
That is not really liking me. That is.......
See The Puntz and I have quality time, our time. I ask her if she wants to have help up, to which I get the Puntz sound, and I lift her up, and never get clawed or bit.
It is the same with poo time. The mother about ruined that, and she is really skittish around that litter box, so I most days get to lift The Puntz in, pet her and talk to her as she goes potty. The Puntz trusts me explicitly in her most vulnerable times. It is the hard times which we have our bond. I would call it more than liking me.
That is what I think The Puntz would answer to the Viking's question. The Puntz does not like liking people, but the Puntz has it where it counts, in Puntz values people she can trust.
So do I.
Nuff Said
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