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[bmccasland]

I have a scar on the upper part of my nose, thanks to multiple *groomings* from one of my now dearly departed kitties. Erin would wash my face, and apparently there was some spot on my nose that would not come off. I would wake up to Erin sitting next to my face, purring, and grooming me. Nothing quite like seeing little pink kitty tongue coming towards your eye, from an inch away.

[skhill]

The only time mine try to groom me is when I'm trying to sleep in, and hence their breakfast is late.... But my dear departed Mimi would every now and then start to groom the dog, and after a few licks she'd stop with her tongue hanging out and an expression that said "boy, dogs taste horrible" as clear as could be.