Tucker: Excuse me...I was sitting here.
Tucker: Okay...I suppose I COULD share the edge.
Tucker: Fine...I'll just climb up and sit on your legs until they go numb.
Inching his way up from my legs to my chest...taking his time as if I wouldn't notice.
Tucker: Ahhh...this is comfy. Maybe I'll just nap here for a while.
Tucker: Don't mind me...I'm just going to knead...snore...oh and drool on your boob a bit...
Tucker: Hey, don't get mad. Here..I'll give you kitty hugs. There. Doesn't THAT make it all better? I love you, human. After all, those cat food cans don't open themselves, you know.
Tucker: Damn. I thought she would never get up.
And he is back to taking up the ENTIRE hassock...which is, of course, what he wanted all along.
Life with a Cat.
