Sometimes life can be stressful. At least that's what Mom says. And when it does, she comes to us bunnies for a little lovin'. "McFluffersons, when the day has been long and tiring, there is nothing better than coming home to my bunnies and hugging and kissing them. You have no idea how much better it can make me feel."
"But you know how I feel about kisses Mom. I'm not the snorgly type."
"I know, but you are easy to scoop up and light enough to carry with one hand. And I can usually get about 30 seconds of snorgles in before you really begin to flip out."
Yes, Mom likes to torture me like this. Sneak in the room, pick me up and cuddle me. She will bury her face in my fur, give me all kinds of kisses and all that nonsense, and she always keeps my feet facing forward so I can't use them to springboard myself away from her loving. Sometimes when I am on the couch keeping the Stupid Blankets in line, she will start rubbing my head - I'm such a sucker for that. So I will sit still and let her pet me, kiss me and scritch me. Sometimes all she wants to do is rest her forehead against mine. And sometimes I can actually feel her relax. I can feel the warmth, the smile on her face and the peace in her heart. That's when I know I've done my job.
Then it's treat time. Because no therapist provides services for free, no sir! "That'll be two Veggie Puffs and a raisin please!"
*sigh* "Here you go. See you next week....." *wink*
Fluffy
