My Cat Wanted Me to Tell You This

Message from homicidal felid as follows:


Don’t ask me what it’s supposed to mean. I haven’t a bloody clue. Unless it’s to say she wants me to get off her computer so she can have it back…

Misha with her machine. She just lets me borrow it on occasion.
Misha with her machine. She just lets me borrow it on occasion.
My Cat Wanted Me to Tell You This
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12 thoughts on “My Cat Wanted Me to Tell You This

  1. 2

    You’re not even really being allowed to “borrow” the computer — you’re just fulfilling your duties of running it for a bit so it gets nice and warm.

  2. 3

    Uh oh. Mungo took a look and got an evil gleam in his eye.

    Now you’ve done it, Dana. That message wasn’t meant for us; it was meant for them. The cats.

    We are doomed. Doomed, I tells ya.

  3. 6

    A one megabite laptop with fuzzy logic and mouse controllers. Clock speed 120 bpm. Watch out for the peripheral ports. Eep, oww, you have duties to perform!

  4. 7

    Thas wahappen when you calls it a laptop.
    Doesn’t Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats have some advice on the comparative merits of computers versus “official” electric cat beds?

  5. 9

    I finally clued in, and bought a laptop stand. It keeps my keyboard at a slight inclination, which I like, and disables the machine as a cat-warming device. It isn’t as though the boys have a shortage of good kitty sleeping spots.

  6. 11

    Funny, my cat warms ME! He sleeps on my arthritic hip every night and keeps it warm. Since I have a desktop, all he can do is walk on my keyboard when I’m in the middle of a fight in Guild Wars 2 or stand next to the monitor waving his fluffy tail across the screen.

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