This is my Pop's lap. I love, love, love it. I wish he would stay home all the time so I could lay on him. I have tried everything to keep him home. I bite him when he tries to put his shoes on. I yowl at him as he tries to get ready to go to his office. I bite his ankles, sit on his lap in the morning and try to entice him to sleep a little more and I have even done bad stuff to keep his attention and keep him home. Nothing has ever worked.
After he leaves I drive my mom crazy by screaming for him. I finally give up and wait for him to come home and when he does I am on his lap as soon as he sits down. Mom's lap is ok but she squirms and gets up too much. Pop can stay still for hours and hours. He is the best Pop ever. Every lap cat should be so lucky.