It's not possible to tell whether this is a happy kitty or an abused one when looking at this photo.
For the record, it's a happy kitty.
Pretty Boy is a very affectionate cat, and he likes to lay next to me when I'm lying down. Today, with the temperature in the living room around 85 degrees -- I still haven't put the air conditioner into the window yet -- having a cat lying next to you is a little like having a fuzzy hot water bottle against your side. Fortunately, today he decided to content himself with rubbing himself all over my feet.
What can I say? He's weird, but he's mine.
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