My last cat used to sit on a shelf between the kitchen and where my computer was situated. When she felt like a cuddle it was as and when *she* was ready. If you thought you would finish something first it was case of "Coming, ready or not!" Next minute she would either leap over the monitor and land on you or carefully step on the monitor to the desk, casually stroll across the keyboard often causing the computer to begin closing down in the process and if she missed the keys that triggered it she would then step down to your lap, and curl up to sleep. You look at your screen and if you had been typing you now had the inclusion of some TTT - Tuddy Tat Text.
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