Magic Mood Jeep wrote:

Thursday night, while watching TV, Weeble on one side, Ping on the
other, Bam-Bam on the other end of the sofa, Moe & Lizzie behind me on
the back of the sofa & my feet propped up on an ottoman... I was
surprised by ultra-shy, super-timid BETTY hopping up on my lap to be
near her Unka Ping! By the time I realized that it was her, she had
realized she was ON MY LAP (Oh, the HORROR!!!!!), and hopped off again.
She had earlier been up on the arm of the sofa and accepted some
skiritchies and did elevator-butt, and that was enough for her. Her Tiny
little luvvin-meter was on overflow!

First: wow, what a way to relax! Seated on the couch, feet up on the
ottoman, completely surrounded by cats.

But also, AWWWW. You had Betty on your lap for a few nanoseconds. Maybe
someday she'll decide to stay a little longer.

--
Joyce

Something you'll never hear an 8-year-old say:

"Nana, will you spit on your hankie and wipe the gravy off my face?"