As regular readers of this blog probably know, I love my cat Katerina dearly. But does she love me? She is definitely not a lap cat. This is a characteristic that I find disconcerting. Every other cat I have ever known has been a lap cat. It’s nice.
For example, here’s a vintage family photo and the family cat has chosen my mother. (The family dog had to be in the photo also.)
Not every cat is a lap cat, but they do love us. We have three cats, two from the same litter. One can’t get enough of me—wants to be held or sit on my lap all the time. Her sister does not like to be held and does not sit or sleep near me. The third is in between—wants to be on my lap and sleeps right next to me, but doesn’t like to be held. Like us, they each have their own personal quirks!
Truth there.
My cat is absolutely wonderful! She shares herself completely!