Poor Caliban, I sure hope you're petite!

Mine have learned that the best way to get my attention is to get in my
office chair the moment I get up, and I've learned to check the chair when I
get back. I always pet whoever's in the chair because I feel so guilty
having to push or toss them onto the floor. The worst offenders in order of
frequency are: Tommy & Eli tied for 1st place; Baby Eyes & Lily tied for 2nd
place; Billy in 3rd place. Beatrice and Abelard almost never get into my
chair unless I am already in it. I was thinking today that I need two or
three extra office chairs just for the cats!

Ouch!  Luckily they seem to be so resilient.  I have that problem with the
cats on the stairs.  They still haven"t twigged to the fact that we humans
can't see in the pitch dark and Chester particularly has the habit of
stretching out along one stair.  I often (these days) try to slink
downstairs in the middle of the night for a small snack (I hate pregnancy
for always having to think of something to eat) only to step Chester on the
stair.  I step gingerly but still, one of these days, one of us could get
hurt!

Susan M
Otis and Chester, the immovable cat
Otis and Chester

I sat on Tessica the other night... little black cat curled up on big
black computer chair in a dark bedroom equals a pretty good cloak of
invisibility! John was already asleep and the lights were out, but the
computer (which provides our nighttime background noise) reset itself
so I went to turn on the music again, and the chair went
MEOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I figure my cats don't hesitate to sit on me, they can darn well put
up with the occasional faux pas on my part. :P

Theresa
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Make Levees, Not War

Or else they have to get out of the habit of hiding under the covers!

I knew you would do it again. ;)

One cat is easy to keep track of.  I'd never sat on Betty, because I
was always pretty sure where she was.  If I lost track of her, I would
call her, and if she lost track of me, she would call me, too.

That's a fairly regular occurrence in our house.  Smokey likes to get
under the top cover on the bed(black cat under a dark blanket)to snooze.
 He's been sat upon more times than I can count.  Sometimes he doesn't
even move any more.  I don't know how he does that.  And when we
apologize, we get the "go away and let me get back to my nap" stare.

Marina @ frankiennikki@yahoo.co.uk

You aren't the only one - Freddy used to burrow into the blankets (no, I
DON'T ever make my bed. Why should I - I'm just going to get back in). I,
being the unthinking brute I am, would just casually sit down on it. Result:
loud squeaking squawks of indignation and lotsa digging as he scrambled out.