Cats!

It is very hard to work when a cute white cat is determined to curl up on your lap, no matter what you do. His tail gracefully draped over the mouse, his face buried into my elbow, his right forepaw staying on top of my right hand, making sure I don’t stray to far (and making it quite hard to type), Twitch is purring with determination. He will be happy here dammit! I will pay attention to him! He will not be denied this time!
Sam, on the other hand, is content to curl up on the swatch of fabric that’s at the window – close, but not on top of me.
Update (11:50 am).
Sam has now joined Twitch on my lap. I must stop typing for fear one will fall off.