And the Cats are Still...Cats

WhenWeAreQueen ^ | August 29, 2008 | pharmamom

[pharmamom]

Horus has no clue about Sarah Palin, but he has finely tuned radar for when I want to be cat-imated and when I don’t. Just like every cat ever born, Horus knows when he’s wanted, and he studiously avoids putting himself forward when it suits his human. No. He inserts his patently NOT-TRANSPARENT catself between me and my computer whenever I really have to get something done on the aforementioned device. Like my expense report or my email when I absolutely, positively have to get a message out FIVE SECONDS AGO. (“Horus, you are a DOOR, not a window,” I assert in vain. “AND you have a big butt.” “I like big butts, and I cannot lie,” he replies.) But let me be casually blogging or reading or just staring into space, and he perches, aloof, over on the windowsill or the other couch—looking askance if I so much as “mew” in his direction.

[pharmamom]

It's the old, "let me sit on the very page of the newspaper you are trying to read" ploy...

[srmorton]

It’s funny - I just had to push two cat tails out of the way to type this post! I love my cats, but they do know how to insert themselves between me and anything I am trying to do!

[EQAndyBuzz]

Chuckles came up to me earlier today, did his “scratch my head” routine, looked up at me and said, “See, I told you he was going to pick Palin.”

I am working on him to predict who is going to win the Superbowl.

[peggybac]

One of my cats is leaning against me now. He’s been very needy lately - don’t know what that’s all about. It makes playing Zuma extremely difficult.

[Ronin]

How many times have you refused to give up and kept trying to type with a cat laid comfortably on both hand and looking at you with a face that says “why are you poking my tummy with your knuckles?”

That happens to me at least once a day.

Or if I try to practice the piano, Edgar will ensure that at least one third of the keyboard is unavailable. And, if I continue to ignore him, walk up and down on the keys to add a personal Caterpoint to whatever I’m trying to play.

Helena? Her job is to chew my toes in the morning when I am trying to poop. Most of the rest of the time, she is indifferent, but at 6 a.m., when my brain is still firing on four out of six cylinders, she’s just gotta be lovey-buzzy and chew on my toes.

Ah the joys of cat ownership. (Cats snicker at that thought. They know who is boss.)

[Rushmore Rocks]

.....on a lighter note.............

[LucyT]

Thanks, RR. Has anyone pinged Slings and Arrows?

Say, RR, did you see S&A’s political video last night?

[uglybiker]

My youngest has other ways of gettng attention. ;-)

[chris_bdba]

MIne stands right in front of the keyboard and is big enough that I can’t see the monitor. We’ve found if you give the cat a hug and start really loving them up, they really don’t want to be there very long.:)

[Slings and Arrows]

[BunnySlippers]