Saturday, July 20, 2013

The massage-Lesson #3

Boxer's Apprentice (mom)

I was laying on my back on the couch, the four days of extreme heat and humidity had taken it's toll on me and I was feeling sick to my stomach.

When up pops Boxer walking around on my stomach.  Please lay down, please lay down, I pleaded in my head.  That's when he sat down and began kneading just under and along my rib cage.

Boxer was using the utmost care with the tips of his claws barely brushing my shirt.  As he crouched down his eyes were deep in concentration as he was massaging with a methodical instinct.

I felt my bent knees soften and start to fall until they slid out in front of me.  My shoulders and arms relaxed and the icky feeling in my stomach melted away.

Boxer continued massaging for a little while longer until he laid down on top of my torso.  I felt like I was floating, I was that calm.  He knew just what I needed and where I needed it.  It was heaven.

Boxer here:

Yeah, I'm your mancat!!  AND my apprentice score extra bonus points during that massage by not getting up when Muttville wanted to come in  AND it was sprinkling out!  Of course it could be due to my "get-the-hell-away-from-me" look I gave them when they came to the sliding glass door and they decided not to press me on it.  I was the king that day and my apprentice move up a notch or two up the ladder.  I told you she'd get it.  Sooner or later.  She's get it.



Molly The Wally said...

Nice one Boxer. You sure are mantastic. Have a super Saturday.
Best wishes Molly

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Kitties Blue said...

Can't believe she didn't get too hot again when you spread out on her. You had really lulled her into a sense of stupefaction. Glad she's learning. Purrs and hugs, Lily Olivia, Mauricio, Misty May, Giulietta, Fiona, Astrid, Lisbeth and Calista Jo

Anonymous said...

nothing like a good massage to ease the soul