my cat is bored with me

It’s official.  I am home too much.  Even my cat is tired of having me around.  Granted, this is not the meet-me-at-the-door, come-running-every-time-I-open-a-can-of-Diet-Pepsi cat of my youth – Miss Kitty has never achieved that level of co-dependency – but in the old days she did at least make some effort to inhabit the same room I was in when I got home from work.  In fact, she spent enough time curled up next to my laptop that I ended up with a motherboard clogged up with cat hair.

Thanks to you, Miss Kitty, my computer now overheats at an alarming rate, yet you diss me unless it’s cold and you want a warm body (or better yet, a warm laptop) to snuggle up against.  A dog would never act like this.