Shark weekish

 If you have ever had a cat before you know they disappear for hours on end, usually to sleep in some ridiculous place. This is the time I usually try to accomplish as much school work as humanly possible before I leave for work. I can always count on Juniper to be cuddled up on her current favorite spot at the end of the bed on a blanket she has claimed as hers and hers alone. Chewie has decided that midday naps aren't currently his thing. I have my desk set up in front of a large picture window with a beautiful emerald tufted chair I got for my birthday this year. I love this chair and the King is acutely aware that I love it. After lunch the house is very quite. As I sit and study, I feel something brush against my leg. As I look down, I see Chewie walking around my chair. I give him a little rub and go back to work. He continues is walking around me while being very vocal and demanding attention. I ignore him. Next thing I know he's got his claws dug into my chair! I snap my fingers and him and he immediately lies down. I go back to work, and he starts circling around me chirping away expecting my full attention. I hear the sound of fabric popping and quickly reach down but he's already lying on the floor before I can get him. Here's the thing, Chewie does not like to be held. At all. Like ever. So he wants me to stop what I'm doing and bend over and pet him for as long and he wants. Instead, I kick his ass out of the room and Juniper and I return to our peaceful space for as long as we want..