The joys of being owned by cats

[triskellian]

I'm sitting on an armchair that's plenty big enough for me, Cobweb, and my puter. We could probably fit Puck on as well if we were so inclined (not least because he usually prefers arms of chairs to laps), but instead of fitting herself into the perfectly adequate space between me and the arm of the chair, she wants my lap. And she wants the puter off. And she has this annoying marvellous ability to project all of her weight (and possibly some more) through one paw, into a specially chosen soft bit of me. While I've been typing this, she's settled down, satisfied with the one leg I've allowed her, but this does make typing difficult as one of my arms is squashed into the corner of the chair...

...And as I completed that sentence, smiorgan got home, and Cobweb immediately jumped up off the armchair to sit instead on the futon, innocently licking her paws. Is she trying to avoid him noticing her rivalry with my puter?

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[blondeccgirl.livejournal.com]

Hooray - I am the first to comment on an entry!

I can just picture the scene described - cobweb with that smug 'I'm king of the castle' expression!!

did you get the thing about giving cats pills? That made me laugh so much I was almost crying at my desk.

[triskellian]

I did get it. I'd seen it before, but it is indeed very funny :-)