by Kristin Baker Przybyla
It never fails. I make the commitment to sit down and write, and my cat decides it's Cuddle Time. If I'm on my laptop, something similar to the cartoon above happens. Either my chest or the keyboard becomes prime kitty napping territory. If I'm working on my hubby's desk PC, Oreo claims the spot between the keyboard and the monitors, and gradually increases his territory until the keyboard falls into my lap and loose items on the desk (phone chargers, USB drives, books, Doctor Who collectibles) topple between the desk and the wall. If I plop him on the floor, he pops back up in about 30 seconds. There is no avoiding Cuddle Time.
|A stealthy foot already starting to push away the keyboard|
|Vigilantly guarding his territory|
|Any fingers that try to remove the cat will get nommed.|
I love my kitty boy because of, not in spite of, his annoying timing for snuggles. The unconditional love of a pet does a lot for a troubled and busy spirit.
Do any of you have the joy of being bugged by a cat, dog, ferret, hedgehog, or other furry/feathered child, while you're trying to get in your daily word count?