Never Ignore A Cat

My cat, Kanoqui the Conqueror.  I call him this because I am pretty sure he believes he is the ruler of all.  By virtue of being a cat, he automatically wins in life.

The interesting thing about my cat is that for all his regality, he is a clinger.  On a scale of 1 to 5--one being a chill cat and five being machine gun meows of "don't leave me!"--he is a 5.

All is right in the world.
Apparently my cat (who was born a stray near a refinery) is a snowshoe cat, which is a breed I was not aware of until his cat-sitter pointed it out.  Yes, I said cat-sitter.  This was something I had never heard of until about two years ago, nor did I realize how in-demand pet sitters were until I needed one.  Fyi, if you are thinking of getting a pet sitter (someone who will stay at your house/drop by your house to take care of your pet) do NOT wait till the last minute.  Depending on where you live and how in demand they are you might have to book months in advance.

Going back to Kanoqui's level 5 clinginess, he HATES it when I spend more than a handful of hours in front of the computer, and he makes his displeasure known.  Most times, he will perch to one side of me and meow, and meow, and meow...non-stop.  His record is four minutes.  
The other thing he likes to do is lie down on the keyboard when I step away from the computer.  This has happened enough times that I know to save whatever I am working on and put the computer on stand-by.  My cat has trained me well.  
Of course, once he steps away from the computer the keyboard is covered in cat hair.  Snowshoe cats are not supposed to shed like it's the end of the world, but my cat does.  I guess he did not get the memo, but that's okay because I am armed with swiffer cloths!  Those things are really a pet owner's best friend.  Oh, and sticky rollers!  
Kanoqui apparently (no one, not even science, can make me believe otherwise) has a shed-button that he will randomly activate, and poof, a cloud of cat hair will start forming around him and then float through the air until it finds the absolute worst place to land.  Usually, in my drink.  

  My husband grew up with five cats, and he says that none of them were as needy as Kanoqui.  Personally, I always wanted a lap cat, and I got it :) 
Kanoqui is my constant companion day-in and day-out.  He makes me smile with every little thing he does, and honestly my home would not be as wonderful a place if he--along with all the tumbleweeds of cat hair--was not a part of it.