Kitties You Were Promised; Kitties you Shall Have

Well, a kitty, anyway.  A cat who has decided that, no matter how crowded my lap gets, there's always room for her.

Here she is, helping me take notes for Sunday Sensational Science:

When she's not in my lap, she's usually being unbearably cute somewhere within my line of sight:

And then, of course, it's back to my lap, because I picked up a book:

Apparently, she got bored with that angle after a bit:

And that was how we spent Thanksgiving, pretty much.  I'm thankful for the fact I was able to eject her from my lap long enough to grab some food later on. 

Enjoy it now.  When the weather turns warm, the cuteness will decrease precipitously.