When I visited my sister this week, she has a cat who always insists on sitting on me even though he knows I'm not particularly fond of cats.
He's a very vocal cat. You can hear him announcing his presence when he enters the house. He's also a tormentor of local wildlife, which is the bit that puts me off cats I'm afraid.
Anyway, he walked into the house and I thought to myself 'oh no, devil cat has arrived ' and he walked into the sitting room, saw me, and made a running, flying, leap across 10 feet of carpet into my lap. He instantly started purring loudly and clawing at my lap, causing pain the little bugger, then deliberately nudged the mug of tea out of my hand.
With mission accomplished he leapt back on the floor and proudly strutted out of the door
And you wonder why I prefer dogs