Ahhhhhhhhhh ... it's good being me. I mean, really! Even aside from the fact that "that Feisal" kept coming upstairs yesterday, trying to pester me & get a rise out of me. I showed HIM. Plus, MomKatt was on the PC yesterday (very unusual for her on a Sunday) so she made sure to shoo him out of the room. MY room, thankyouverymuch. I've noticed that hiding just under the edge of the big ottoman is the best place to POUNCE on him when he comes in and starts giving me a hard time, so whenever MomKatt came back into the room from shooing him downstairs, she just sees my face poking out from under the ottoman, with my eye turned up to her. I hope she knows that I consider "shooing" to be a vital part of her job of keeping me. I think she does but, sometimes, with these two-leggers, you just never know. Anyways, I got some lap time yesterday afternoon, late, while MomKatt read her book on the Black Death. She's got a cool bookmark, to...