No, you will not work now. You will cuddle.

Do we understand?

The daily cat: hugs while updating and morning wake up meow

Late last night while I was tinkering on the back end of the blog I realised I hadn't posted something on my cats in a while, most posts having ended up on facebook. So here's my cats now.

Bob was keeping me company while I did the above late night tinkering.

It isn't exactly helpful but company is always loved.

Even if he decides to zap a thought into my mind.

"What? I can only just hear you."

!! "Alright, alright, I get the message!"

This morning's message went something like "Mom, get up. Why aren't doing normal things? We can't eat breakfast until you're normal."

"How long is she going to take?"

"Is she broken? Maybe I can kiss her awake?"

Queue kisses on the nose and purring until I can't deal anymore and have to get up.

So it was an early morning back at the tinkering.

And while I hold up breakfast

There's a cat pile forming.

Cat lesson: The passive aggressive search for a hug

This is easy.

Search out whatever is taking attention away from you, sit on it and wait. This will ensure that a lap is made available for you.

Note: you may find yourself shifted about as your cushion will randomly decide that it is uncomfortable. Patience is required but if that fails to stop the cushion shifting then claws may be applied. 

Cat Lesson: The gentle art of bullying

A lesson from one of my cats.

His name is Bob or The Great Lump.

 First edge close.

And closer.

Pretend you aren't begging. You just happen to be there.

 Stare your message through. Really drill your thoughts into their mind.

When caught, pretend you weren't looking.

Receive consolation pat with much gratitude but refuse to move back so they have to pat you again. Any attention will lead somewhere.

 Finally, sit on the computer or other object gaining more attention than you.

This should result in rewards, namely food and cuddles.

The daily cat news

Today the compromise is that I do my writing lying down, with one arm wrapped around Bob (which he thinks is a hug that shifts annoyingly but is actually me trying to reach the keyboard). It is all very pleasant though. No claws this time.

Note: The other cat Bib (Bob's brother) is on top of the shower railing again... I'm waiting for the sound of scrabbling claws that means he's tipped over the side and is hanging on for dear life (again - this is also becoming a daily routine). When I do I'll have to run up the stairs to catch him.

The daily cat versus keyboard battle

Compromise was eventually reached. Bob got to hug my arm and use it as a pillow so I could still see the screen and type with both hands, albeit one partially trapped.