Almost every morning, I need to negotiate with a cat... usually Mewsikeen... for my lap to do things like read emails or have coffee.
Thankfully, I use a LOT of creamer, and my coffee is usually not all THAT hot, because this has happened more than a couple of times. lol
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Our new cat Winston does this one better: he licks his butt for ten minutes and then tries to shove his way past my coffee to lick my face. Even worse, he’s not content just to lick my eyeballs. He rubs his mouth past mine, drooling the whole way, so you feel like you just made out with a slug. (This is now his favorite way of waking me up in the morning, especially when he decides his food is insufficiently fresh and topped up. I now dread sleeping in on weekends for that reason: 15 seconds after 7, and he starts a chainsaw purr as warning that I’d best bury my face in the pillow and hold my breath until he moves away for a moment. For a cat with four brain cells, Winston is capable of some incredibly obnoxious behavior.)
Our yorkie does that, too, though her modus operandi seems to be to lick the screen, which scrambles the heck out of the phone. When my oldest was about one year old, many years ago, I was working on finishing up my BA - tablets and cell phones didn't exist yet, but his favorite tactic was to plop his diapered bottom onto whatever book or paper I was working on to force in some cuddle time. I guess there's a reason pets are called "fur babies!" 🐶
I'm glad you like milk in your coffee!