Ok, so not really a helper. I was trying to blog, type emails and catch up on things when Cheeto decided to plop his big butt on the desk and on the keyboard. He kept rubbing his whiskers on the keys - the F keys. My computer was opening windows, refreshing the screen, and just acting all chaotic. All while Cheeto purrs and looks at me like, "aren't I just the cutest cat ever? Don't you just want to pet me?" I had to agree, he did look cute there but then I saw all the cat hairs in my keyboard and I tried to make him get off the table. Oh honey, you just can't gently push a 20 lb kitty off the desk. You have to lift him with a crane. He gave me a meow and started feverishly licking his nether regions. I tossed him on the floor and he left in a huff.
I love my big tub o' goo! xoxo