Cat massage

I fell into bed last night. Usually, within 30 seconds of me doing this, Rumpole has jumped up and made himself at home someplace next to me (settling down after demanding obligatory head scratches). Last night he crawled up on my pillow and began cat kneading (we call it "makin' bread, makin' bread)... ON MY NECK AND BACK! It felt SOOO GOOD!

So neener neener, I have a cat who is a masseuse. Boo ya.

(the masseuse is the drama cat at top, not the tubby tan sleepy one at bottom)