We have 2 cats.
Speedy (aka Speedy-girl)
Mr. Ima Mess Boots (aka Bootsy)
With 3 kids under the age of 4 and 2 cats it seems like there's ALWAYS someone in my lap. Today is no exception. I actually have everyone asleep, 3 kids plus 1 husband and came in here to surf a bit. I have spent the last hour putting Speedy back on the floor. She just insists on sitting in my lap. And, in case you were wondering. I just took that lovely picture of her SITTING IN THE TUB OF SUGARS' CLEAN CLOTHES. aarrrggghhh!!
This reminds me of something funny that happened a few days ago. We've had Speedy since before we were married. That's 8 years now. We got her as a kitten and because we waited (not so patiently) [read tried] for 2 years before being blessed with kids she got treated more as a kid than a pet. Still does, actually. So the other day I'm in the computer/sewing/Sugars' bedroom and it's time for me to leave. I don't let the cats have access to this room cause I don't want cat hair in my 4 month old's crib (or clothes). So I was trying to shoo Speedy out of this room. I told her repeatedly "out" Which she does understand, but was ignoring.
That's when it happened.
Yes, I did.
I COUNTED TO THREE, TO THE CAT!
When I told Subvet, he laughed and handed me the keys to the van, saying you NEED to get out of here for awhile.
I love that man!