Why is it that my cats & dogs are TOTALLY fine to snooze when I’m doing nothing but as soon as I get up to do some work—bam!—they’re in the study, trying to get into the closet, or destroy the printer, or attack the window…
Case in point, Gus, AKA Attila, who swaggered in, looked at my desk and decided it was too cluttered. After tossing the container of pens, dropping the box of tissues, and making confetti of the papers, he had the audacity to crash out on the desk and sleep.
Of course, you know how I handled that…yup, rubbed his furry belly.
In my defense…uh…yeah, there is no defense, is there?