Lapsitter

Poor sweet Taz. It seems like once a week I detail some annoying habit of hers. (I think I said I was going to refer to them as "hobbies" from now on.) Well, for the record, here's another one. Her "hobby" of sitting on people's laps is just testimony to how loved she is, I guess. She thinks she's a lapdog even though she weighs close to thirty pounds.

It wouldn't be so bad if she'd lie on a lap. She prefers to sit straight up and get a good view--often she's just using a person as a perch to see out of the window. Or getting her head between yours and the person you're trying to have a conversation with on purpose, like an attention-grabbing two-year-old. Or, in this case, getting between the person she wants to play with and that boring computer.