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Tyrone, unlike Sinead, will sometimes let me pick him up and hold him in my arms (usually belly-up, so I can rub under his chin). Sinead has only ever let me do this once without immediately struggling (and usually scracthing) to get away; and that only lasted half a minute before I was close enough to the couch to let her jump down without a foul on either side. I'm still trying to train her to be a little more tractable, though there may not be any point to this; she is such a "love pig" that I can almost count on her to cuddle with me every time I lie down to sleep or to read. Plus, she often approaches me while I am working at my desk, or playing the piano, or walking around the apartment, and meows for attention. So it's not as if she doesn't want to cuddle.
Yesterday, however, the "love pig" surprised me. Considering that Tyrone is the cat who lets me pick me up, it's doubly surprising that Sinead was the one who made herself comfortable on my lap. This goes against all precedent. I had long since given up trying to obtain a lap cat by picking the animal up and putting it on my lap. I recognized that it was going to happen spontaneously if ever. But I wasn't really expecting it to happen at all.
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Sinead was so delighted with the rubdown that she leaned farther and farther over my lap, hesitating only to remove her back paws from the stool. After a couple of sessions like this, she was finally ready to try standing on my leg with all four paws, but the instability scared her and she jumped back onto the stool. So I pulled back from my desk and crossed my legs, creating a wider, triangular place for her to stretch out. And with just a little enticement, she tried it out - and loved it! She stretched right out over my lap and luxuriated in caresses. She couldn't get enough of that lap. I finally had to push her off because I needed to get back to work. From love pig to lap cat! Wow, Sinead!
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