My last cat…loved armpits. Anyone’s armpits. If you were laying down he’d come pretend to cuddle up, then slowly inch his head into your pit over like 5mins. Then after a few seconds of sniffing his ears would go flat back, eyes rolled up, lips peeled back and make this snuffling grunting noise that you’d associate with an old man sniffing a young girl’s panties. He’d start drooling and quivering and his tail would be all over the place…and you just kinda had to let him do his thing for at least a few minutes or he’d try and attack you.

It really made the first time a new partner slept over awkward when they’d wake up in the middle of the night being perved on by a giant grey tabby…