the attack of the white-bellied fiend!

this morning as I hobbled around my bed on the way to the bathroom, Stewie flipped over on his back, flashed his luxurious white fluffy tummy at me, and held up all four paws in an extremely menacing way.   Well, there is only one response to that! 

I made the spider hand and attacked that white belly while he kicked and grabbed and clawed and bit me.  (All as gently as possible for a big monster-lug feline such as him.

It was hilarious, and his wild-eyed glee at the event made all the lacerations on my hand worth it.