Girl Trouble
Just when it’s time to get something done.
scratch scratch scratch.
It’s the girl, abbie. It’s not a problem that she wants up on my lap while I’m working - the problem is that she doesn’t want up on my lap. Instead she likes to play a little game. If I put her on my lap then she stands up for a bit. If that doesn’t have the intended results then she puts her front feet on the desk. Continue ignoring her and she stands completely onto the desk. This ploy is intended to get her picked up and held up by my chest or shoulder. Wouldn’t you know it - that makes it harder to type. Maybe she’s trying to let me know that once midnight has passed it’s time to go to bed?