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This is Midnatt's arm (and lap) and she will not accept anything suggesting otherwise! Not visible is her tail which is whipping against the sofa.

It should be mentioned that our has a very active tail--while sometimes her displeasure can be seen in a "whippy tail", but more often than not it's just the way she uses her tail.

Me, looking up at sitting on the CD case next to her tree (it used to be where her treats were, but the tree is now tall enough to easily let her up there, so we've moved them): "Is that where you're sitting?"

Midnatt, whining slightly as she hops back to the tree and starts cleaning a paw: "Nope, just your imagination"

I am so glad to have my ... last night I couldn't sleep, but once I finally got to bed she came to join me. First she was chattering because the burdies outside the window were mean and not letting her catch them, and then she curled up on my hip.

She then moved further down, so I could only reach a paw and her tail, and she was purring up a storm while I was petting paw and tail and awww ... *heart melts*

Our is amazingly patient and clearly trusts us very much.

My spouse was trimming her claws (which she accepted by just laying there limply) ... and then he accidentally cut her nail too short (no bleeding, thankfully). She reacted by firmly hissing at him that he'd done wrong ... and then went back to laying limply in his arms.

He decided to wait with the other three paws and she got treats and an apology, but how many cats would stay in claw-trimming lap?

My heart is just ... full.

So, my has *lots* of places to lay down. If she wants to lay close to me there's a stool next to my chair.

but today, of course, she needed to lay on the footstool that I use for my feet. And of course I petted her. And then she looked up at me with that kind of thing where the cat just looks up at you with a trusting, adorable expression as I petted her cheeks and chin and *swoons*

I love cats.

My poor is *not* happy with us right now (though for good reasons).

So, some might know/remember that we bought a new tree for her a while back. And when we unpacked it ... two pieces were broken. Well, we ended up cobbling something together, and after two e-mails (that went unanswered) we finally remembered to call at a time when the internet shop was open and *finally* get the ball rolling on replacing those parts.

However, one problem: they didn't have spare parts.

Sometimes the timing of 's vocalizations are amazing. I'm talking to the spouse about my sister, who will pick up Midnatt, hold her and pet her, whether Midnatt wants her to or not (it sounds worse than it is).

I said something about "Midnatt seems to tolerate <sister>" and suddenly, out of nowhere ... "Mrr!" from our cat. Apparently she does *not* tolerate my sister? <.<

My is feeling fairly lucky again. We still haven't heard from the company that we bought the cat tree from (there's a couple of pieces broken that needs replacing), but after cat having been quite vocally unhappy with the lack of tree, we set it up kind of temporary.

Not only is it tall and fun, she can leap from the stool by my chair up to the tree, rather than going via the ground.

My is quite offended. Can you imagine thar mommy is trying to put *feet* on the foot stool that she is laying on!*

* This is not the stool that we have out for her to lay on. This is the stool that is out for me to put my feet on.

I had a nap, and apparently my decided that she was single-handedly responsible for getting me to get up.

How can I tell? Well, she'd been messing about on the bed, and as soon as I was up she ran to her cat tree, which is where she goes to demand her rightfully earned* treats.

* Did something happen that she could consider wrong? Then she has earned a treat and guardians owe her one. In her opinion, at least (it seems).