I can't be the only one this happens to?

[lagilman]

Sitting at my desk, typing. Pandora crawls into my lap, as per usual. And decides that my cardigan would make a nifty tent, and so curls around my waist until only her tail is showing.

Okay, she's done that before, so I type on.

And then she realizes suddenly that she's kinda stuck, and meows. Loudly. I lift the edge of the sweater to show her that no, she's not stuck, and she goes back to snugging into my ribcage.

And I type on.

Then she starts to move up my back. I can feel the pinpricks of her claws though my shirt, and am "what are you doing?" She meows, continues, and then... meows again, very loudly and unhappily. Because she's gotten her claws stuck in the cloth of my shirt, and can't get undone. I literally have a cat stuck on my back, between my shoulder blade, under my cardigan.

And y'know? There's just no way you can keep typing when that happens.


And that, of course, is when G. calls. And I'm laughing too hard, trying to remove ElderCat, to even say hello.

Comments

[http://users.livejournal.com/la_marquise_de_/]

The last time we had building work, I came back one afternoon to find M, one of the builders, working bent double. The reason being that he'd bent over for some reason and Mooncat had jumped onto his back and settled, and he didn't want to disturb her. (He was a very nice bloke -- he also used to rescue snails from where the digger had been and relocate them to safer places.)

[chibiaingeal.livejournal.com]

ROTFLMAO!

[wolfsilveroak.livejournal.com]

I currently have a halfgrown kitten laying on the corner of my desk, wondering where her play toy(my braid) went. Oh, wait, now she's batting at my fingers...

[brownkitty.livejournal.com]

One of my cats gives me a choice. I can put his head underneath my shirt when he sits on my lap, or I can leave his head out in the open.

If I leave his head out in the open, he decides that he doesn't like my right breast where it is. This is the wrong location, says Cedric. It should be higher! And then he tries to nudge it up to my right shoulder.

As a plastic surgeon, he makes an excellent cat.

[kriz1818.livejournal.com]

Yeah, my late cat did that often. She liked to drape herself across my shoulders like a rather heavy, purring stole. I actually have a photo of myself washing dishes with a large black cat attached.

[jhetley.livejournal.com]

We do not have cats, but some in the neighborhood have claimed us. One, Casey (or KC, we're not sure) has the approximate proportions of your Boomer. I.E size Extra Large. And Casey wants to be a shoulder cat.

If I crouch down, he jumps. If I don't, he attempts to climb. In either case, Casey is a problem . . .

[lagilman]

Boomer was a shoulder-cat when he was younger (I have a disgustingly adorable photo of the ex-Guy with Boomer sitting neatly on his shoulder, both of them with grooming their whiskers). Now... he still drapes himself over my shoulder but he can't sit there. Butt's too big. ;-)

[fakefrenchie.livejournal.com]

That's a cat for ya! Can't live with them; can't live without them.

[mizkit.livejournal.com]

*laughs*

The first time I tried to wash a cat (Zilli), I did it in a sink. Never again. He could seize my shirt with his claws and escape over my shoulder. After the third or fourth time I'd fetched him back from the floor where he jumped to, he wised up and clung precariously to the middle of my back where I absolutely could not reach him, and every time I straightened up the claws went in deeper. It was hysterical. And painful. :) Fortunately, Ted was home to rescue me. :)

[slweippert.livejournal.com]

LOL

I got here from Ms. St.Crow's journal and I think I'll ask to friend you just because of this post. I have two cats myself and could picture the cat stuck on your back underneath your sweater. :D

Hope you don't mind.

[slweippert.livejournal.com]

LOL

I got here from Lilith Saint Crow's journal and I think I'll ask to friend you just because of this post. I have two cats myself and could picture the cat stuck on your back underneath your sweater. :D

Hope you don't mind.