multiple cats. of different kinds. and they're all crawling across him where he lays, meowing and purring incessantly. somehow, SOMEHOW, he is managing to keep them all decently content despite only having two hands.
"decently" content.]
Biting isn't nice! [he chastises a fluffball of a siamese kitten that peers at him with grumpy blue eyes, tilting his head back to peer at it. he catches sight of Moji with the action, and offers a wave-- kitten still in hand.]