My path through the uncharted wilderness of unconventional relationships
This is truth. I feel the lack of headbutting in my life like a great gulf - on one side of the yawning chasm is 'fist bump' and on the other is 'cuddle.' And in the middle of this void is GreyWanderers, paddling a solitary canoe called 'Bop, I am a cat.'I surreptitiously climb aboard.
I actually do this to people all the time. While there's a double take, I think the existence of cats makes it an interpretable action.