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.