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Honestly. I try to do some work on the computer, and I'm being climbed on, sat on, pat-patted in the face...
If it's not one, it's the other.
Jezzy will use me as a climbing frame. I was doing a Zoom job interview...and suddenly had a shoulder cat, sticking her bum at the camera.
Tres embarrassing.
That wasn't the interview one, but this happens ALL the damn time.
ALL the time.
And when she's not sitting on my shoulder....
...she's on Facebook.
Earlier, she disabled the keyboard. Don't know how, but nothing worked. Had to do a hard reset. *sigh*
Pixie has also found I am vulnerable while on the computer, and if you sit on my hand with all four paws (how do they even do that???), eventually there will be cuddles.
I swear, all my appendages are numb.
Livvy...will wait for me to go to concentrate...sit at the side of the keyboard...and pat my face with her paw.
If that doesn't work, she'll wait until I go to bed, and then make a pest of herself, weighing down my arms. She can't sleep unless she sticks her face in my face, and if I turn around, she will get up, trample over my head, and tunnel back under the duvet.
Unless Pixie shows up...then she sleeps on my feet instead. Under the fleeces. While Jezzy sleeps on top of the fleeces.
Someone explain to me why I let them???
If it's not one, it's the other.
Jezzy will use me as a climbing frame. I was doing a Zoom job interview...and suddenly had a shoulder cat, sticking her bum at the camera.
Tres embarrassing.
That wasn't the interview one, but this happens ALL the damn time.
ALL the time.
And when she's not sitting on my shoulder....
...she's on Facebook.
Earlier, she disabled the keyboard. Don't know how, but nothing worked. Had to do a hard reset. *sigh*
Pixie has also found I am vulnerable while on the computer, and if you sit on my hand with all four paws (how do they even do that???), eventually there will be cuddles.
I swear, all my appendages are numb.
Livvy...will wait for me to go to concentrate...sit at the side of the keyboard...and pat my face with her paw.
If that doesn't work, she'll wait until I go to bed, and then make a pest of herself, weighing down my arms. She can't sleep unless she sticks her face in my face, and if I turn around, she will get up, trample over my head, and tunnel back under the duvet.
Unless Pixie shows up...then she sleeps on my feet instead. Under the fleeces. While Jezzy sleeps on top of the fleeces.
Someone explain to me why I let them???