The Battle Rages On

      My ultimate daily goal, as you know, is my own personal comfort.  I don't really give two sh*ts whether mom and dad are comfy and cozy,

and I'll do almost anything to reach that goal.
     These pictures show how I lovingly wend my way into that place where I  

 am the most comfortable- the human lap.  
     This battle has been raging for some time now, and I usually alternate between

the two.  Sometimes mom's lap is the softest and warmest, sometimes it's the big idiot's that you see in these shots.

      He tries to get all manly and pet ownerly and say "No orbit!"  "Get down!"  He'll even tell mom, when he sees I'm trying to get on

 her lap, to push me away or firmly scold me to submissively shrink away from my efforts.  Well, as you can see he's not always

 the victor in these daily battles.  I don't care that he's trying to use the computer.  It doesn't matter to me whether he wants me on him

or not.  I'm going to do what I want to do, dammit.  I ultimately won this round, as you can see.  The big oaf gave in, and had to push the laptop to his knees to make room for ME. 
     Once again, who's the master and who's the slave?!