LAPTOP

Cats want more attention than babies.  As I try to type this blog post, Cat Mojo’s tail is swirling in front of my computer screen and I’m swatting at it like a fly!  Today he jumped onto the desk easily, but yesterday he landed almost on the desk.  A very embarrassing moment for him. 

Mojo restricts me from using a pencil or pen.  He thinks they are toys, and he thinks they are his toys.  I can not dodge him.  If I move the writing pad to my lap, Mojo’s there.  Up to the table – he’s there.  Over to the chair arm – he’s there.  If I lay the pencil down, he grabs it and I end up fishing it out from under the couch.

Except for the lure of a pencil, Mojo is not a lap cat.  But when he just can’t go another minute without some warm fuzzies, he hops into my lap.  He doesn’t care what I’m doing.  If I’m reading, he spreads his body across the book or newspaper, leaving me to hold it up to one side or the other and try to read it.  If I rustle the pages too much, he jumps down and turns his back on me in his mad pose.  He also gets mad if I move my legs, speak to anyone except him, take too many sips of my coffee, or even reach for the remote control too often – and he decides what is too often on any given day. 

This mouse just isn’t cat compatible!  And that holds true for Hugh Mouse and the computer mouse!