Seanan McGuire (seanan_mcguire) wrote,
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Still life, with Siamese.

Lilly is, without a doubt, the lovingest, clingiest, lickingest cat I have ever known. She wants to be where I am, all the time. If I'm in the bathroom, she's in the bathroom. If I'm in the bedroom, she's in the bedroom. The only exception comes when we're watching television: she's learned to recognize the volume changes from pausing a video or the live show going to commercial, and will remain patiently on the couch, waiting for me to come back. Did I mention that she's also one of the smartest cats I've ever known in my life? Because seriously, sometimes it's a little bit unnerving.

This morning, Lilly pulled her usual trick of putting her front paws on my thigh and looking at me beseechingly until I pushed back from the desk, then jumping into my lap, where she sat sphynx-style, leaned against me, and buried her head in the crook of my arm. It's amazing how good I've become at typing while she does that. Entire chapters have been written around the purring water hazard that is my Siamese.

Lilly can recognize the opening themes to The West Wing, Haven, Fringe, and Doctor Who; any of these songs will bring her running, as she knows they're a guarantee that I'm about to sit still for an hour. She hasn't learned to read yet, so she doesn't bring me those specific DVDs when she's trying to encourage me to spend some time on the couch, but she brings me other DVDs (and a much wider assortment now that she has Alice to help her get things down). Again, disturbingly smart cat.

Lilly is sweet, friendly, and relatively calm most of the time, which means she doesn't get as much "air time" as Alice, who is much pushier (and puffier). But Lilly is one of the best cats I've ever known. And yes, she's named after Lilly Kane.

I just felt the need to share that.
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I have a cat like that. And I feel bad, because the cat in the house that is technically mine doesn't get nearly as much attention from me anymore. Part of that is her fault, since she's skittish as hell and has cloistered herself in my parents' room or in my parents' closet. And she's very particular about the attention she gets. Whereas Cassidy, the newest addition to our family, is an attention whore who loves to lick my arm and follows me around the house and covers my room with his floofy marmalade fur and joins me at my desk or on my lap sometimes. And gives me those eyes and pathetic meow at the washing machine when he wants me to lift him up to his food.

Cassidy and the fat diva queen Sasha have got me so wrapped around their paws. Sasha is a bit more aloof than Cassidy and doesn't always want attention. But I've learned that she loves getting spanked, so now she runs to her favorite carpet or sometimes just sticks her butt in the air wherever she is and cries if I don't beat her. Or she cries to get her princess water from the guest bathroom sink.
Sometimes you have to give them what they ask for, even if it means they get less love than you think they need.

Yay, princess water!