Cats Make the Best Muses


This is how the Mighty D spends most of his day, denying the light and curled up on one of the various pieces of furniture. Normally he moves between them, having his morning nap on the sofa, his afternoon one on my bed.

The rest of the time he’s sitting on my mousemat staring at me.

He looks so stern when he does it, almost disapproving, as if to say: “Why aren’t you writing?”.

His tail moves like a snake and sometimes, in the winter, he’ll curl up on my hand because it’s warm right next to my second screen. Plus I think he begrudges me watching Netflix when I should be petting him.

FYI: Bengals think they’re kings of the universe and must be petted at all times.

You’ve gotta love his persistence.