Human beans can really get their priorities mixed up. They get all wrapped up doing things like non-cat related "chores" or "work". I mean, there are a lot of productive things my human could be doing, like petting me or blogging or playing pounce-on-the-toy with me. The list is endless.
Yesterday, my human got the idea that the leaves from our maple ought to be raked up. Well, I didn't think much of that idea. I decided that we both needed some together time.
C'mon! Don’t you want to sit on the porch with me curled up on your lap? And you could give me scritches under my chin and behind my ears and you could stroke me and………… If you are really nice I might even let you stroke my tummeh floof without giving you a bitey.
If I dare say so myself, I think I'm pretty good at getting my way.