Nature abhors a vacuum. George abhors a cupboard that doesn’t contain a cat. Him, in particular. It’s a strange need that requires fulfilling at every given opportunity.
Fergus has always liked feet. Many a guest has been startled by a rough little feline tongue rasping away at their toes. This has recently developed into a fetish for my shoes. Preferably ones that have just been removed. I have nothing else to say about that. She can do no wrong. No matter how weird it may be.