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Evil cat is evil.
Jan. 29th, 2010 11:10 pmAiiii! While I appreciate the fact that my cat loves his mommy (me!), I really could use a break from the little furball for about ten seconds every now and then.
What is it about bringing out the laptop that inspires the clingiest kind of love? He's not happy to just cuddle on my lap, he has to drape his paws over the wrist of my mouse hand, and when he *really* gets comfortable, half of his body ends up draped over the board supporting the laptop, with his paws all stretched out so they land on the trackpad. This of course, leads to all kinds of "accidental" tracking -- and I say "accidental" because I'm convinced he knows exactly what he's doing. Here's my little ball of evil in a deceptively peaceful moment. ( Cute but large picture of my furry child. )
What is it about bringing out the laptop that inspires the clingiest kind of love? He's not happy to just cuddle on my lap, he has to drape his paws over the wrist of my mouse hand, and when he *really* gets comfortable, half of his body ends up draped over the board supporting the laptop, with his paws all stretched out so they land on the trackpad. This of course, leads to all kinds of "accidental" tracking -- and I say "accidental" because I'm convinced he knows exactly what he's doing. Here's my little ball of evil in a deceptively peaceful moment. ( Cute but large picture of my furry child. )
