is ensconced on my lap as I write, looking adoringly up with her big blue eyes and purring madly. She has learned to read my face to predict when I am going to get up from the chair. She also tenses when my thighs move slightly, in case she needs to make a quick leap to the floor.
Poor Loos, she has to make a lot of quick leaps when she is on my lap because I am a fidgeter and don't sit still for long. But she seems philosophical about the whole deal and always returns as soon as I sit down again.
I think her secret agenda is to keep Lily OFF my lap. Lily has grown a lot since she was a kitten, and her favorite trick at that time was to climb up my front and curl up on the modest shelf which is my bosom. She still does that, but now she weighs some 15 pounds or so and is not so much curled up as slopping over the edges and dangling toward Loosy's nose, which is an unwelcome sight for the Loos.
Lily's trick now requires that I place an arm strategically so that she can loll into it, shift her backbone against my arm and let her feet and legs project kittenishly into the air. She is not a dignified cat under any circumstances, and this pose is so endearingly unselfconscious that I am inclined to encourage the trick.
I am lolling about myself this afternoon, having had time today to get a few things done around the house---getting some planting tubs moved to the deck, tidying up the back patio, pressing some new linen slacks that just arrived in the mail, and picking up some trash along the road and driveway.
Tomorrow's homilito is ready to go-------it's an Earth Day themed intergenerational service, so the homilito is aimed at the kids more than at the adults. I think our adults will be patient and receptive. This is such a lovely congregation!