 My kitty hears that rapper. He appears and he begins his kitty lickies dance, rubbing up against my legs. I sit on the kitchen floor. He hops onto my lap, nudging his face into mine. He makes his little smacking sounds of delight, purring the whole time. When he's done, there's a moment of sad silence and denial. He wants more, but he's content to cuddle. He reaches his paw to touch my face as a thank you for his kitty lickies.