Somebody's Not Listening.

Day two of the great chair takeover.

There are only two people in the world I know of who would stand at their desk to work, albeit briefly, because the cat was on the chair: my daughter and me.

It’s not easy to work with a miffed cat staring at you and threatening to bite your ankle, but it can be done. Lest anyone think Lizzie won, however, rest assured that I am now sitting in the chair and she has retreated gracefully, almost, to her spot on the bed.

I guess I showed her.