Indiana Jones has traveled through perilous traps to find a fluffy cat resting where he expected a precious object. He scratches his chin and thinks about what he should do next.
The cat, Owlkitty, lays with his back down on a pile of straw. His belly is exposed, and his eyes meet with Jones. The intrepid explorer is speechless and stunned.
Owlkitty continues to stare at him without movement or emotion. He doesn’t know what to expect, but he certainly wouldn’t mind a belly rub. Jones has met many creatures on his travels, but perhaps this cat is friendly.
He didn’t find the Lost Ark, but Owlkitty is enough of a treasure to be proud of. The cat’s eyes glow under the golden light. Jones can’t display him at a museum, but he can appreciate his fluffiness.
There is nothing else to do but dive right in. Jones gets ready and shakes his fingers in preparation. Even if he was prepared to steal a sacred object, he is nervous.
Owlkitty has been ready the entire time. His eyes looked away, and he hadn’t rolled over from his position. The belly is exposed, and Jones knows this.
Then finally, Indiana Jones, the professor, and adventurer reaches down and starts to scratch Owlkitty’s belly. Owlkitty enjoys it so much he starts to purr and close his eyes.