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Well, the good news is that it won’t be long before the kitten wakes up and gets off the book.
The bad news is that the kitten will then be in need of some combination of play-time, belly rubs, and fudz, so you sill won’t get a chance to finish the work.
I think you might have to wait several months for at least some of the kittenhood wears off and you have a chance at being productive again.
My office kitteh, Silky, is almost ten (an estimate courtesy of my vet). She showed up on my doorstep one day at approximately a year old, so I’ve had her nine years. She has perfected the art of sitting on whatever work I have out at the moment, whether it’s on my desk blotter or sitting on my keyboard if that works better.
She’s even developed a way to sit on my Kindle if I’m reading.
Well, you just haven’t properly negotiated things with Silky, then! Of course, by now, it’s probably too late.
Baihu also regularly positions himself right in front of me. The deal is that he’ll get full attention for a minute or three, and then he gets transferred to my shoulders where he’s welcome to stay as long as he likes. Indeed, I just had to transfer him there after typing that last sentence and before typing this one.
Of course, between the kneading and balancing and launching my shoulders are perpetually scratched up…but I actually get stuff done!
Clearly kittens have affected the pathway of science numerous times. For a little known positive example, the kitten that dropped out of a tree onto Newton was the eponymous Apple.
[Or so says my cat history books. I should know, I wrote them myself.]
Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
Cutest bookmark ever!
I’m in love.
Well, the good news is that it won’t be long before the kitten wakes up and gets off the book.
The bad news is that the kitten will then be in need of some combination of play-time, belly rubs, and fudz, so you sill won’t get a chance to finish the work.
I think you might have to wait several months for at least some of the kittenhood wears off and you have a chance at being productive again.
b&
Srsly?
I think this is just a warmup for things to come.
My office kitteh, Silky, is almost ten (an estimate courtesy of my vet). She showed up on my doorstep one day at approximately a year old, so I’ve had her nine years. She has perfected the art of sitting on whatever work I have out at the moment, whether it’s on my desk blotter or sitting on my keyboard if that works better.
She’s even developed a way to sit on my Kindle if I’m reading.
She’s not the first, either. L
Well, you just haven’t properly negotiated things with Silky, then! Of course, by now, it’s probably too late.
Baihu also regularly positions himself right in front of me. The deal is that he’ll get full attention for a minute or three, and then he gets transferred to my shoulders where he’s welcome to stay as long as he likes. Indeed, I just had to transfer him there after typing that last sentence and before typing this one.
Of course, between the kneading and balancing and launching my shoulders are perpetually scratched up…but I actually get stuff done!
Cheers,
b&
🙂
My cat likes to sit on my scanner whilst I’m working, but then she is a copy cat 🙂
This is painfully cute.
Nice appendix to the immediately prior post on parasites manipulating their hosts.
Mike.
What kitteh? Oh, that patch of sunlight brightening up the book is a kitteh! Unbearably squee, and those back paws are PURE insouciance.
Speaking of how parasites manipulate hosts…
🙂
Oops… looks like NoAstronomer beat me to that one.
It’s still good to know I’m not alone.
Mike.
Another title might be “Fermat’s Little Theorem”, which is the name of an actual theorem.
Will it grow up to be Schrödinger’s Cat? I guess it will and it won’t.
Ahh, cuddlz?
Can I haz for genetix xperimentz?
Oh! It’s a Dreamsicle!
Ah, this is so damn sweet I’m about to choke.
Even I like this.
Adorable.
Clearly kittens have affected the pathway of science numerous times. For a little known positive example, the kitten that dropped out of a tree onto Newton was the eponymous Apple.
[Or so says my cat history books. I should know, I wrote them myself.]
You could always pussyfoot around it, man….