My Cats Object

For the last week I have been batching it, which means I'm dressed up as long as I don't have to take the dog for a walk. Mostly I sit in my recliner and read, which usually invites one of the cats to curl up above my pot belly and snooze. However, when I'm wearing my bra and inserts their perch is no longer available. No way am I going to let those sharp claws rest on my gel-filled inserts.

Hard as it is to ignore that imploring little face butting mine, they're out of luck no matter how many times they try to come back - cats are always convinced they will get what they want if they are persistent enough.