Aw. I didn’t even have to go pester the cats. Myu, sensing my overwhelming need for kitty attention, jumped up in my lap just as I was about to go look for her and has been busily rubbing her black-fur-shedding head all over my keyboard and my shirt. Good thing I am wearing a black shirt today. :D
She’s been getting more and more affectionate lately. At least a few times a week now, she insists … INSISTS … on having some lap time. This is making me very, very happy.
What a booful pic! Looks like my black beauty Greta. I had a cat who was a kinda-sorta lap cat….he wouldn’t sit in your lap, but he’d lay right next to you…in bed, on the sofa…wherever. Greta is not a lap cat, but she sure loves to be held!
Myu loves sleeping with me. Always has, right from the first night home. But other than in bed, she really wanted little to do with us humans. Always in the same room as us, but with a “Eek, don’t touch me!” attitude. So, we have been ignoring her, which I think has lead to wanting to be in laps.
She’s a weird little cat, but so pretty and so gentle and sweet. I love her to pieces!