Only Little Boy has been a lap cat lately. Little Feet and Apache have
mostly been avoiding the bedroom.

Well, Apache slowly skootched her way to the bedroom door, meatloafed
for awhile, then decided the bedroom was okay. In fact, she has been
demanding skritches from me all day.

Little Feet, on the other hand, just took a running leap onto my lap
(where Little Boy is napping), using his claws for traction. I now have
two purry boys shifting for position (ouch! ouch! ouch!) on my lap.

Maybe staying home sick triggered all this. I don't know, but I like it.


Hugs and Purrs,
Mark