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A Disgusting Display

Sometimes I think I could have an entire blog devoted to my cat. Those of you who follow along on a regular basis are probably tired of reading about Remington. The cat who wakes me up at 0′ dark thirty demanding breakfast. The cat who literally begs for my chocolate milk. The cat who will drag a chicken bone off your plate if you give him half the chance. The cat who basks in the sun on the kitchen floor. What can I say, I’m a sucker for a cute cat.

If you hadn’t noticed by the above paragraph, today’s post is about a certain feline that I just can’t seem to get enough of.

As I have mentioned before, Remi climbs on me whenever I sit down. Not just my lap, either. He lies on my back if I am on my belly. He lays down my legs if they happen to be out in front of me. Tonight he surprised me by laying down on my calves while I was kneeling on the floor. I guess he will take what he can get.

Anyway, the other morning, I was sitting at the computer at 0′ dark thirty, most likely after being woken up by the previously mentioned cat. I’m sure you already know who was laying on me, so I will spare you that information. While I was doing my computer business, a bath was taking place on my lap. A spit bath, mind you, with some occasional purrs thrown in for good measure. Once Remi was done cleaning his belly, I expected him to roll back over and drift off into his first of many naps for the day. But he didn’t. He just hung out on his back, belly exposed. As tempting as it was, I was smart enough to leave that big white belly alone.   

So here I sat, one of my favorite furry companions, oblivious to his disgusting display of cuteness, was sprawled out on my lap. I’m sure I had places to go, people to see, but they were going to have to wait. I after all, was busy. Very, very busy.

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