Murphy lies on top of the monitor, until she either falls of the back (slowly slides down until she's too far to right herself, then she walks out from behind the computer desk where she fell like "Whatta ya lookin' at? I meant to do that!") or off the front, landing PLOP in front of the computer user scaring both her and them. She's a be-otch tho, hates my hubby and boys. I had her before any of them, lol. She's got big big big beautiful eyes, long luxurious fur, all greys and blacks and silvers.
Murphy also gets on my lap when I sit on the couch in the great room and drools while I pet her. She won't get on my lap when I sit anywhere else, nor does she frequent the bedrooms and very rarely goes into the living room.
Furball (our outside cat) is probably off stalking the killer chipmunks and rabbits, so he can bring his offering of gratitude for dry food and water to me so I can find it in the morning. (After he's done tossing it around, oops I mean playing with it) He does take walks with us and our dog (Quick), which is funny. We make quite the sight, Me and Mr., the 3 boys, and big black lab and a tuxedo-marked cat, all walking down the street together. Furball is a strong manly cat, but sooo loving. He greets us everyday.
Sorry so long, but you asked.
Sigh, I miss walks with my girls. Stupid neighbor who won't let us have them outdoors.... They always loved going to the mailbox with us...