The Kitty

Finally, after weeks of negotiations and much back and forth posturing, the Kitty and I have come to an acceptable agreement between us concerning seating at the computer desk.

In essence, I have promised her that I will not scare her by screaming like a banshee while writhing on the floor, if she promises not to dig her needle-like claws into my leg for added traction should she start to lose her balance.

I have been suffering from a bad sore throat, what with all the screaming, and she kept having to clean blood off her paws.