He is the sweetest feline. His temperament is so docile. He loves to cuddle on my, no OUR laps. That is to say, whichever of us is sitting quietly in a chair with their lap available. He sleeps,or preens orpretends to watch TV. uh-huh!
So...he's a lap kitty! Right about now, he wants to eat. I can tell by the way he walked iinto the room and rubbed my legs, then walked back out. I am supposed to know he went into the room where his food bowl is found.
If anyone plays the piano, he comes into the music room and pretends he is listening. He climbs onto the back of the sofa in front of the window and watches intently.
