I warn you, this is sick and wrong.
I have a friend who has two Sphinx cats. Sphinx cats are the hairless, freaky cats you see in books. Yeah, she actually found a breeder in town and bought not one, but two.
At first, they were a little hard to fathom. Every time I would pet Bennie (the male and first one she bought; I think he's about two now) I would think, something's not right. It feels like something, but I can't put my finger on it. I enjoy petting him but . . . Then I realized what it was I was thinking of. And I won't print it here. Let's just say . . . no, let's don't. Anyway, I got past all that and moved on. My main issue with Bennie right now (until I received this video) is his gas. He seems to only be interested in me when he has gas to pass.
When my friend got Annie in May I was thrilled. This cat is a princess. She has a little more hair than Bennie (on her tail and nose) and she's unbelievably friendly. She's still a kitten. A kitten, it appears, that a) was weaned too early and b) is confused on just who she should be suckling. Not that Bennie is complaining, mind you.
Sick and wrong. The, uh, "knocking" sound? Yeah, that's Annie. Seriously, don't they make a kitty binky or something?
