There are three ways my sweet puddy cat has worn out her welcome today.
One: I am TRYING to write my novel, but Tulip keeps laying behind my laptop. If she just would stay still, I'd be okay with that. But she s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-s out her body, oh so luxuriantly. (This reminds me of how my Dalmatian used to edge me off the bed.) Meanwhile, the laptop disconnects and I must enter my password all over again. Today I've lost the connection four times so far! (Grrrr!)
Two: Tulip keeps threatening to overturn her very full food dish off the table. I watch her like a hawk. Sometimes I may even screech like one, just to quell her urge to spill.
Three: I took her bowl away (temporarily; I'm not a monster), just to see what she would do. Tulip started upending the plastic mat below her dish and munching on the brown plastic pieces on the sides of the table.
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