Thanks to a record-setting number of cluster headaches, I’ve spent most of the last two nights sitting up in the living room, staring blankly at whatever crap the Tivo has captured on its own initiative, and slowly becoming empirically and vampirically nocturnal. This hasn’t done much for my already compromised clarity of mind, but it’s been a huge boost to Moondoggie’s total daily lap-time (although he’s not actually a lap cat, preferring to dig his claws into my shirt and cling to my chest like a marsupial). Riley, on the other hand, keeps to a strict lap-time regimen — 1 hour immediately following dinner, with at most 1 or 2 brief snack laps during the day — and has not allowed my unexpected appearances to throw off her schedule. In other words, she’s fine with affection, so long as it’s not spontaneous.
Which leads me to this week’s Compare and Contrast Personalities photo. As you can see, Moondoggie has the startled expression of a downy-cheeked lad fresh off the farm, who’s been caught in a compromising position with an older woman his first night in the big city. Riley, meanwhile, maintains the blasé, heavy-lidded look of world-weary courtesan.
