
hata
Au male neneoko hata o ia ie elenetiá li’i.
“Your thighs will serve as my bed.”
Notes: HAPPY CATURDAY!
The other day, I was on the computer checking e-mail in the morning, and then I was going to go brush my teeth, take a shower, etc. Keli was sitting next to me just meowing and meowing. I didn’t know what she wanted (usually when she meows she’s downstairs and wants me to come down to [or she's upstairs and wants me to come up]; she rarely meows right next to me), so I scooped her up and put her on my lap and petted her a bit.
Usually when I do this, she purrs for a little bit, but she’s impatient, so after a minute or two she wants to do something else, and hops down. This time she did this instead:

Yep. That’s her asleep on my lap. She never sleeps on my lap—ever. She’s generally not that type of cat. And yet, there we were.
So instead of getting up to brush my teeth and shower, I was sitting in my chair, my chest perpendicular to the computer, with nothing to do but sit there. I tried to kind of twist around and at least do a little internet surfing, but that proved cumbersome. So I just took a picture and waited.
Eventually, my legs started to get tired, and she noticed that her bed wasn’t as steady as it had been. Finally when she felt she couldn’t sleep comfortably anymore, she turned her head towards me to give me a reproachful stare, and she hopped off.
Then I brushed my teeth and showered.
Hooray cats!