This is a fairly typical occurrence, especially in the later evenings. Peanut is all about a comfortable spot to nap in, and that spot more often than not is my lap. And I’m not complaining. She’s a very calming presence.
I don’t get how people don’t like cats. Maybe those people expect cats to act just like dogs and to be as overtly affectionate and friendly as dogs to everyone they meet all the time. Maybe they’ve run across a few cats that were aloof or just downright ornery. Or maybe they just haven’t met Peanut yet.
All I know is that my little Peanut is just as affectionate as any dog. She just happens to like having alone time periodically. That usually involves her “hiding” somewhere for a period of time. Most of the time, it’s easy to spot the lump under the bed covers or under the rug in the kitchen. I imagine that she thinks that if she can’t see me, I can’t see her.
Still, I cherish the times when she’s in my lap, or as I like to call them, quality therapy sessions. I can feel my blood pressure getting lower and me getting calmer and more relaxed. And she still loves her some belly rubs.