Writing with a cat on my lap …
February 7th, 2011
It was cold this morning and Miss Mouse came in from the garden and curled up on my lap while I was writing in my notebook. At least, I thought she was curled up. I didn’t realise until later that she was tapping away with one paw at the keyboard, adding her own bits of text to the book.
‘Then, with a sudden thrust of her wings, she laun9—————————————————————————-6ched herself into the air.’
I’m not sure what she meant by this. Did she dislike the sentence? Think it wasn’t long enough? Think that a number or two and some dashes would add some mystery to it?
Who knows. A cat keeps her reasons to herself.
That is really funny, Lian! Did you look at your sentence and think ‘What is this? Did I type that or…’ then you notice that your cats paw was adding more and more dashes and stuff? Wow…imagine how i would react-I would be like ‘What in the world?’ and crack up laughing the second i found out OR if i was totally into the story, i would get so mad and scold the poor cat. But luckily that wouldn’t happen to me-i don’t have a cat :p
I read this to my mom and she thought it was cute…i agree totally!
She did it very sneakily, Rachel, so I had typed quite a bit more before I went back and discovered it. It’s the sort of thing that makes you think ‘Did I have a moment of brain-freeze there? What WAS I thinking?’ But then she tried it again – that’s when I started laughing.
Oh! That is really cute! I would have really laughed. It was lucky that you didn’t know when you are typing it or you would get mad and loose your train of thought-or at least, that is how I would be. I don’t know how you would react! 🙂