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justalurkrWow, the title of this post sounded a lot less dirty inside my head.
So, Sammi volunteered for lap time today YAY. Rodney was off eating or drinking or harassing birds outside the bedroom window, which is fair because they started it. He came into the living room right before Sammi noticed same birds moving to the balcony and bolted, but she was there long enough for him to give me an EXTREMELY Betrayed Look.
He occupied my lap for about half an hour after that at maximum sprawl. Sammi came over and surveyed the situation from the end table, then tiptoed delicately past him to my knee and looked interested in sharing. Rodney BIT HER HARD on the butt, sending her scampering for the floor.
Much about how long it has taken Sammi to approach my lap became clear.
Later in the afternoon, I scooped Sammi up and sat down with her. She remained rigidly standing, giving me the "just keep scratching my chin while I assess risk/benefit..." then Rodney poofed onto the end table in that way cats seem to when they're being slighted. Sammi looked him over and sat down hard on my lap.
Staring ensued.
I am not making this up: Rodney put his left paw in, took his left paw out, put his right paw in, then turned all about. I almost started singing the Hokey Pokey in his honor when Sammi flopped into a fully reclined position and basically double-cat-dared Rodney to do something about it. Rodney tiptoed to the end of the recliner as if to the end of a pier and sat down with a sigh, clearly contemplating Life's Injustices Heaped Upon Him.
Two cats, y'all. The entertainment is never-ending.
So, Sammi volunteered for lap time today YAY. Rodney was off eating or drinking or harassing birds outside the bedroom window, which is fair because they started it. He came into the living room right before Sammi noticed same birds moving to the balcony and bolted, but she was there long enough for him to give me an EXTREMELY Betrayed Look.
He occupied my lap for about half an hour after that at maximum sprawl. Sammi came over and surveyed the situation from the end table, then tiptoed delicately past him to my knee and looked interested in sharing. Rodney BIT HER HARD on the butt, sending her scampering for the floor.
Much about how long it has taken Sammi to approach my lap became clear.
Later in the afternoon, I scooped Sammi up and sat down with her. She remained rigidly standing, giving me the "just keep scratching my chin while I assess risk/benefit..." then Rodney poofed onto the end table in that way cats seem to when they're being slighted. Sammi looked him over and sat down hard on my lap.
Staring ensued.
I am not making this up: Rodney put his left paw in, took his left paw out, put his right paw in, then turned all about. I almost started singing the Hokey Pokey in his honor when Sammi flopped into a fully reclined position and basically double-cat-dared Rodney to do something about it. Rodney tiptoed to the end of the recliner as if to the end of a pier and sat down with a sigh, clearly contemplating Life's Injustices Heaped Upon Him.
Two cats, y'all. The entertainment is never-ending.
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Date: 2014-12-15 05:50 am (UTC)Sympathy points gone.
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