Originally Posted by
Wondergirl
Some cats want your full attention.
My soul cat Thomas Jefferson always had something to "say" and was always in my face to be stroked or cuddled or played with. I'd sit down, and he was in my lap or at my shoulder on the back of the chair leaning again my head. I'd spread out the morning newspaper on the table, and he would soon be lying on top of it. I'd be at my computer, and he'd be marching back and forth across my keyboard. The whole time, he'd be yowling and meowing his opinion.
I miss him more than words can say.