i have a “no cats in my lap while i’m on the laptop doing real work” policy. the cats have learned that lap is bad (or good)…but they don’t know unless they try first.
so…both of them (at separate times) will jump on the chair right beside me, sit there a moment, and then very softly put one paw on my leg to catch my reaction.
if what i’m working on is stupid, they get the full lap coverage and kisses. but if it’s the opposite, they get my “go away” behavior.
one of my rescue cats, butter, has lived past his expected life of 14 or so. longer because he’s indoor only? at any rate, he’s getting close to 18. his joints hurt him, but otherwise he’s still a kitty (sometimes less playful, but more loving).
he never gets in lap since i’ve gotten him. he tried once, but he couldn’t get comfortable because he was making me make a ton of typos in my programming, emails, etc. we never looked back since…until about 4 months ago, he came to my lap (partially) and i put him in my lap. he purred so loudly that i couldn’t move to get my phone to record it. ever since, he does it once a day…never getting in lap unless i say it’s groovy. such a prince. the below pic was from about 10 years ago, when he used to be able to jump to anywhere he wanted. he’d always land in my close-up camera tent. and removing the cat hair was over a 30-minute session, so i could finish my pics for the clients.
i don’t know why, but i think this might be my favorite pic of butter the cat (and i have trillions) haha (more of the post after the pic…
now…what i’d like to do is write a senior cat book about the real stuff in their livesm funny stories that happened. i don’t want a sad book. we all know that part and i don’t have it in me to rehash it.
any thoughts? just comment below…