Okay, Jada, I guess you can have my spot

Dieter and I were watching a movie two nights ago when the soft sound of kitty paws landing on the couch distracted us. Jada hadn't been keen on the noise from the TV when we first brought her here (she would stay upstairs whenever it was on), so we were surprised that she was interested in joining us.

She walked nimbly across my leg and torso, plopping herself onto a nice big cushion I'd been leaning on, then settled into place:




Dieter didn't seem to mind.