Every cat has a preference on petting. Some like a little pat on the head, some like to be picked up and held like a baby, some like tummy rubs, some will attack you if you touch their tummy, some like neck rubs and some like chin scratches. Then there are those of us who like it rough.
My preference is to walk into a room with my favorite humans, scream to announce my arrival, flop onto my side and wait for them to knead me like a loaf of bread—preferably around my chest and neck. I like two hands squeezing on my like I’m a ball of whole wheat dough.
After a minute or two of this, well...I’m good. I only like this in the morning between 7 a.m. and 9 a.m. and then I’ve sort of had my fill of human paws until the evening when I like a few gentle strokes just before bed. We are all sort of different in our need for love.