had a very good day today because i stopped to pet the neighbourhood cat (binks, who is an angel) and he let me pick him up and cradle him like a baby bc hes a perfectcat
and then a six-year-old came up walking the other way and stopped with eyes like saucers and i was able to gift this child an oversized cuddly fluffcat and tell her he likes tummy pats and i think that child had a religious experience and tbh same
every time i call batpuss little baby my dad goes 'no! shes an adult cat! stop patronising her!' but i just heard him in the other room (trying to give her a bath after she gave herself a bath in a muddy puddle) saying 'oh . . . maybe you are baby, little catpuss . . . maybe you are the babiest . . .'