Cat Love

[pen_grunt]

I love, love, love that whenever I'm up late working, Smokey crawls (yes, crawls, not jumps) onto my lap and lays there purring for an interminable amount of time. He's warm and soothing and soft. I would make mittens and a blanket out of him if he were big enough. (Well, not *really*, but you know, the urge does come fleetingly.)

I think everyone that works late at night needs a lap cat. Or at least a lap husband. Whatever.

Comments

[liquid-siftings.livejournal.com]

Sigh. Becket used to do that. Of course, he'd often stretch his paws out onto the computer keyboard, but it was a price I was happy paying

[fontosaurus.livejournal.com]

Yeah, TankCat (Scout) crawls into my lap every morning while I'm getting my morning resumé blitz ready. It's pleasant. He'd make an awesome hat in situations like, say, the Apocalypse.

[pen-grunt.livejournal.com]

And what a small price to pay, indeed.

:(

Are you planning on getting another kitty at any point? Is it still too soon?

[pen-grunt.livejournal.com]

I've seen pictures of Scout. He would make a good hat indeed. But you have three kitties, so you'd have to think of matching accessories.