Whaaa! So much to do competing with the warm, fuzzy cat on my lap that needs love and attention right now (even if it is just to provide a stable lap to nap in).
You (and your lap) are welcome anytime, according to Yeats. Especially if you bring hands to pet him with, and fingers to scritch his chin. Leeloo might even be interested once you look the other way (or at least pretend it was all her idea).
Well, these feline overlords are none too keen on the dental cleanings they were subjected to yesterday. Leeloo is still hissing and/or growling at Yeats just because he is there. He walks past her, she growls; she turns a corner and finds him there, she hisses. It's not like he has been doing anything to her, just going through the same indignities she has.
no subject
rent your lap
no subject
I, for one, welcome our feline overlords.
who understands them?
Cats!