The Allman Brothers Band had just finished playing one of rock's strongest instrumentals, "Jessica." I wanted to get up from the sofa and put on another CD. I didn't, however, because my cat, Collette, had curled up on me and looked too content to move. Before settling in, she'd kneaded my side for a good long while, singing to the tune of Roberta Flack's "Killing Me Softly With His Song," "Kneading you firmly with my paws, kneading you firmly..."
I didn't want to disregard all that effort. I'm sure I made the right choice. If I'd gotten up, Collette probably would have bitten my feet.
