Cats and warm laundry

Here’s my brother, Hermes, enjoying the warm laundry. I didn’t need the laundry because I settled onto Sofia’s shoulder as she was writing…I mean, trying to write. It’s fun and fulfilling to steal her attention when I can. When I want love, I want love. It doesn’t matter if she’s writing or not. I’m actually doing her a favor because we Sphynx have slightly higher body temperatures than normal cats, so when you look at it, I’m keeping her warm. Like a nice, soft velvety scarf. You’re welcome, Sofia.