Kittycat mind control

'm back from my trip, and I thought I would be able to write something up and get some pictures ready last night.

I did pretty good, too. The text part of the entry is mostly all done--I wrote that last night---and I was about to start working on the photos when Charlie changed things.

For each of the last two nights since we returned, Charlie has come around while I worked at the computer after my wife went to bed. Meow? Meow? Then she purrs and rubs against my legs, and pretty soon I'm reaching down and picking her up. Then she sits in my lap and purrs, and I'm stroking her and she's kneading my arms with her front paws. Nice kitty!

Then, as I try to continue what I was going to do, Charlie starts with her telepathic mind control.

"You don't want to look at all those photos and edit them. That's not what you want to do this late. You just want to pet me and get sleepy."

Yes, I am getting tired, Charlie, and I do enjoy petting you. But I wanted to get this done before bed. Just a few more minutes.

"Well, you can work on the photos in the morning, can't you?"

Yes, but mornings are a little too rushed for photo work.

"Not if you can focus your mind as I can. You can do it if you try. Right now, it's late, and you're getting sleepy. You are getting very sleepy. It's been a long day."

I'm getting sleepy. I'm getting very sleepy. It's been a long day.

"You really want to put me down on the chair, go off to take your bedtime pills, then come back here. I'll be waiting, and you can carry me off to the bed."

Tell you what, Charlie: How about it if I put you down on the chair while I take my bedtime pills. Then I'll come back here, pick you up and carry you off to bed. How does that sound?

"Purrrrr. I like that. That works for me. Just turn off the computer, right now."

OK, Charlie, let me shut down the computer first, and then I'll take my pills. Are you going to wait on the chair for me?

"I'll be right here."