Don't Do it!

You know how it's sort of chilly this time of morning (6:30 am)? You know how you break out a new cotton sweatshirt and then sit at the computer to check on the news and financials. You know how your cat will jump up on your lap inviting you to tuck her into your sweatshirt and then stroke her from outside the material? You know you're keeping Becca's dog while she and Doug and the kids are in Paris, France, and how he likes to come sniffing around while you are sitting at the computer, with his head about even with your sweatshirt belly?

Don't do it! Don't tuck that cat in!

Up through the neck, out past my right ear, getting the momentum by vaulting off my back and shoulder.