When they were kittens they did follow us around. We used to accuse Manny of thinking we were holding votes in the office, since he always felt the need to be in there as soon as we both were. As a result, we were never able to democratically change this parliamentary procedure.
Jayne: Yeah, that was some pretty risky sittin' you did there. Wash: That's right, of course, 'cause they wouldn't arrest me if we got boarded, I'm just the pilot. I can always say I was flying the ship by accident.
'Serenity'
Natter 65: Speed Limit Enforced by Aircraft
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
bon bon - Apr 17, 2010 9:13:33 am PDT #23577 of 30001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
Nora Deirdre - Apr 17, 2010 9:14:15 am PDT #23578 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
It depends on if the guys have anything better to do, like bask in the sun somewhere. But right now, I've got a Taz flopped on me, getting real comfy.
Also, ugh, msbelle.
Nora Deirdre - Apr 17, 2010 9:15:41 am PDT #23579 of 30001
I’m responsible for my own happiness? I can’t even be responsible for my own breakfast! (Bojack Horseman)
bon- yes! They love hanging out when we are in the office. Stepping on the keyboard, wanting to sit in laps, investigating whatever that pile of papers is.
§ ita § - Apr 17, 2010 9:24:59 am PDT #23580 of 30001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
You guys understand you're describing a nightmare for me, right? I read all the clingy cat stories and it makes the hair on the back of my neck stand on end.
Zenkitty - Apr 17, 2010 9:33:32 am PDT #23581 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Mine aren't clingy! They don't much like being picked up, and Percy still won't sit on my lap though he loves being petted. Leo climbs up on me in the evenings for a few minutes of snuggle time, and then he walks away. Right now, neither of them is in sight. They're probably asleep somewhere.
Jesse - Apr 17, 2010 9:34:08 am PDT #23582 of 30001
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Yay fleas!
Jesse, speaking of Pillars of the Earth, there's a miniseries in production, starring Ian McShane and Matthew Macfaddyen. I have to say that although McShane's too old for Walleran, I'll still have to watch, just for that.
Ooh! I did not know that.
Zenkitty - Apr 17, 2010 9:35:58 am PDT #23583 of 30001
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
Seeing "Yay, fleas!" following a succession of cat posts caused a moment of confusion.
askye - Apr 17, 2010 9:36:32 am PDT #23584 of 30001
Thrive to spite them
Dean will follow me around at times. Usually when I get home from work. He's like a little puppy dog, and sometimes I'll be mean and back and forth to see him catch up.
Although I have stepped on him once or twice because I didn't realize he was behind me.
He's much more affectionate than his sister Maddie. He defintly wants to be petted and get on my lap, that is until the lights go out. Then he runs off the bed and goes somewhere. Maddie isn't much of a lap cat, but she will get in bed at night or in the morning and want some affection.
Amy - Apr 17, 2010 9:39:49 am PDT #23585 of 30001
Because books.
I certainly got used to being climbed on and followed and interrupted with the kids, but our last cat was another truly aloof loner, until he was old.
Switch is adorable and very vocal, and has this attitude like, "We're partners! Best buds! We're going to the kitchen? Awesome! Wait up!" He trots very much like a puppy, too.
bon bon - Apr 17, 2010 9:42:00 am PDT #23586 of 30001
It's five thousand for kissing, ten thousand for snuggling... End of list.
bon- yes! They love hanging out when we are in the office. Stepping on the keyboard, wanting to sit in laps, investigating whatever that pile of papers is.
Kripkat is obsessed with the printer (like many cats, I know). He acts like it's his personal deity. (And his holy son is the DVD player.) He jogs to the office just in case we'll be printing in there.
You guys understand you're describing a nightmare for me, right? I read all the clingy cat stories and it makes the hair on the back of my neck stand on end.
But they're super cute, and pleasing to the touch, and they love you. It cannot be understated how nice it is that they love you.