Cat: My feet are cold.
Monkey: Go away, I'm answering my email.
Cat: I'm hungry!
Monkey: There's food in your dish.
Cat: But my feet are cold!
Monkey: So sit in the comforter!
Cat: But I'm hungry!
Monkey: In every cat's life, there comes a day when she must choose--
Cat: But I want to walk across your laptop, which is balanced on the snack table!
Monkey: I am using the laptop.
Cat: *walks across laptop*
Monkey: *removes cat*
Cat: *walks across laptop*
Monkey: *pokes cat with Poking Finger (tm)*
Cat: *makes a tea cozy on the laptop keyboard*
Monkey: *picks up cat and snuggles it with extreme prejudice*
Cat: Ek! Ek! Ek!
Monkey: *snuggles harder*
Cat: PUT ME DOWN YOU WICKED PRIMATE!
Monkey: You said you were cold.
Cat: EK! OH NOES! DIGNITY! EK!
Monkey: *puts cat down*
Cat: *sits on monkey's knee, the better to shun monkey*
Monkey: *types. industriously*


Ahh. Nine hours of sleep.
Yep, I'm sick.
*coughs pathetically*