When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. - Hunter S. Thompson

03 February 2005

A shoulder to purr on

Continuing in our tradition of getting our catblogging in a little early...

Mister Gato, for as long as we've known him (he's been our Rodent Control Engineer for a year now) has never, ever been a lap-sitter.

But you shouldn't get the impression that he's aloof. He is, in fact, incredibly affectionate and demonstrative. He's just not into laps.

When he wants attention, he will fling himself (literally) into your arms, drape himself over your left shoulder, and demand to be held and cuddled, purring loudly all the while.


Knock this cat off my shoulder. Go on, I dare you. Posted by Hello

And he'll sit there just as long as you're willing to hold him. Once or twice he's even fallen asleep this way.

(Earlier Mister Gato posts: 1, 2, 3, 4 and 5. See The Modulator and The Carnival of the Cats for more bloggers' cats from around the world.)

1 comment:

Kimberly said...

Oh, now that is perhaps the opposite of the face of evil! He looks soooo contented.