How to Work With a Purrsonal Assistant
Let’s be honest: It’s not going to be easy
You sit on the couch, all cozy with your laptop. Your cup of coffee is steaming, you have your favorite snack, and your muse is with you.
You’re busily tapping away on the computer, the ideas are flowing, and then your cat appears. He’s looking up at you from the carpet, with that earnest look upon his face, and you see it coming before it happens. He leaps up on the couch, and then sneakily climbs upon your lap, wedging his plump furry body between you and your keyboard.
You try to move him off of you.
“Sit beside me,” you say. “You can be my purrsonal assistant.” You smile at your little pun.
But he’s not having any of it. He has no desire to help. He climbs back on you, turns around a few times to get comfortable, and rests with his face on your arm and his butt way too close to your face.
“Not now,” you say, but his purr is like a locomotive, and he’s got that blissful, snuggly look in his eyes. You know, without a doubt, that he’s going to win, and your writing is going to lose. This is the life of a writer with a cat.
You spend the next few moments trying to adjust the cat, or your computer, to get something done. But he won’t budge. To make matters…
