and she then crawls up and licks my nose—-but she doesn’t let me grab or pet her.
I do it anyway, though. What’s even funnier is that I know exactly where to love on her, and she purrs, and closes her eyes. When she catches herself zoning off, she glares at me and stops purring. Then she goes back in zen-purr mode, and stops and growls. Then she goes back. It’s a repetitive process, every single morning. She no longer scratches me when she leaves.
It’s a plus.