Trust, Peepers, trust. It's all about trust.
Yeah, yeah... Doesn't work that way, my peep. JUST 'CAUSE YOU trust Saffy, doesn't mean Saffy is automatically gonna trust you.
I KNOW you trust Saffy not to scratch you or bite you or... Well not bite you hard enough to break the skin, that is. I know all 'bout how you trust that brother of mine, but...
Well like I said, your trustin' Saffy doesn't mean Saffy is gonna automatically trust you.
Yeah, yeah... I know he trusts you way more than he did way back when. You know, when he first arrived on our doorstep 'bout three years ago, I mean.
'Course that's not sayin' all that much. Way back then, Saffy didn't trust you as far as he could throw you. And considerin' the fact that he's a cat and you're a peep... Well let's just say the size differential would make his throwin' you ANYWHERE somewhat hard to do.
But back to this issue of trust. Yes, Saffy does trust you way more now than he did then, but...
Well there are still limits to said trust.
Limits? Limits means that he...
Oh, so you actually know what the word limits means.
But never mind that. The thing is: yes, Saffy Saffron Sassifras DOES trust you enough for him to lie on his back, exposin' his tummy for all to see, lookin' like he's givin' you an open invitation to tickle said tummy.
BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN YOU SHOULD ACTUALLY ACCEPT HIS INVITATION.
'Cause Peepers, when some peep comes up to a kitty and starts unexpectedly tickin' his tummy - the kitty's tummy, I mean - THERE'S ALWAYS gonna be a moment of panic as the kitty realises someone is doin' what they're doin' to his tummy, and...
And that moment of panic may result in a claw or two bein' sunk into some peep's hand.
Claws, that is.
Just be thankful Saffy gave you the invitation in the first place, Peepers. But next time? Perhaps next time you really shouldn't accept it.
Least not whilst Saffy is half asleep.
And definitely not if you're not wearin' heavy gloves like the ones peeps use whilst dealin' with long-taloned eagles.
Remember to mask up, too.