Observe: I was getting set to do some work at my desk. Chaucer wormed his way onto the desk and declared his intentions of getting in the way.

And then he plopped down under the lamp....which typed about a 1000 '~' on my email.

So I moved the laptop over and Chaucer just spread out.

And then he laid on the computer keyboard again and got scolded.
I don't think he cared.

But he decided to let me apologize by giving him a tummy rub.
