...that the sentence in the previous post about having your ear licked by a small dog being the best way to wake up etc. was intended as sarcasm. It SO isn't true. And the dog knows better than to try it on me, ever.
Don't even think about it, O snaffler of garbage found in the gutter.....
That's fine; close enough.
I'm one of those squeamish types who can't bear to be licked by dogs - in fact, the further away from dog-breath the better, in my book - and could spontaneously throw up if I see dogs being permitted to lick people on their mouths. Now I can just feel some of you bristling from afar at my insensitivity towards our loving canine companions and their deeply-instinctive behaviours, but, but.... oh yuk, I can't even think about it. Pause a moment while I retch.
And in case some of you think this is a reasonable attitude, I have to confess that I don't feel the same about cat licks, even though I'm aware that they too use their tongues as wash cloths. And how they like to keep their nether regions nicely spruced up.
Thankfully, my cats aren't given to much licking of humans - that would push scaredy-cats Scooter and Hamish into unimaginable degrees of courage - and anyway, warm sandpaper mingled with cat breath isn't my exfoliant product of choice.
They have other victims to lick instead, and they are ruthless about waking each other up to do so.
No need to wash me at all! Now I just need to impose some discipline on their waking up of humans routine....
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I'm with you on the licking! Last summer my Dad saw a woman in the park holding an ice cream. She would take a lick then pass it to her dog for a lick, then back to her. Poor Dad mentions it a lot-it's obviously scarred him for life.
Yuk, yuk, yuk.
You made me think of Lucy in the Peanuts cartoons. Do you have them there? When Snoopy licks her, she gags, runs, wipes her mouth and yells "ack! dog germs!"
Fortunately, my cats aren't into waking me up. They very politely just lie there and sleep until I sit up in bed... then they all run to the kitchen for their breakfast.
Rupert is more of a 'sharp nudge towards the cupboard with a loud squawk' type of cat. He doesn't get the chance to wake me up - unless it's the middle of the night and he's trying to see off a feline visitor to 'his' garden!
I wasn't a dog person. Until I was. All that slobber! I thought.
Then I became a dog kisser/kissee extraordinaire. Now that the dogs are old and their breath is foul, I'm over it.
MiMau the cat likes to clean my hair for me while I'm sleeping. That's acceptable. When she moves to skin it's far too painful. She has the roughest tongue of any cat I've ever loved!
Ah, but there is nothing that will wake you up faster than a cat rough's tongue licking the inside of your ear. Tiger, one of the cats that my husband had when I met him, used to do this over and over (to my husband; only ONCE with me). Ack!
Cat lick OK. Dog lick on foot OK. Cat tongue fun and raspy. Dog tongue wet and horrible.
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