My name is Girly-girl, which I find a ridiculous name because I am a cat. I answer to Girly, of course, because that's a good way to get petted.
I have a favorite human -- the female one who lives in the house. She usually sits on a specific soft place in the gathering room, and makes clicking noises on the flat surface. It gets enough of her attention that I want to sit on it and get attention too. But she usually pushes me off it, making swears when she does.
I do not sit on laps. I sit near them. I'm sitting on the arm of the soft place next to my human. I try to look vaguely disapproving of everything, It goes with not being a lap cat. But when I get petted, I purr. No sense in playing completely hard to get.
I'm starting to get on in years. I don't feel the need to feel charming anymore, not like that smarmy little Chucky who wants to play all the time. I do not play. But I get along with my human just by being me.
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