It’s been a long time since I had a boy cat. Jake was very different from the girls — not better or worse, just different. Mostly Gus isn’t different except for one thing.
All my cats love to knead soft things. Give them a fleece throw and they are in heaven. Gus takes it to a new level. He will knead it for a half hour with is eyes closed and his pelvis thrusting. He doesn’t like to be disturbed as he’s having his moment. He will occasionally bite on the throw as a male would bite the female’s neck during copulation.
He was neutered young so I’m not sure where this is coming from. Jake never did it. Before Mollie was spayed she paraded her private bits with some caterwauling in front of Jake and he was appalled, covering his ears. He was such a prude.
Gus is different. He doesn’t hump things or pester the lady cats so I’m letting him have his moment. Anything that makes him happy is good with me.
The diva insisted that her picture would make a fitting close to this. I’m not sure how it relates at all but cats will be cats.