Gregory lays on my outstretched legs while we watch the TV in the living room, which is occasionally leg-deadening but doesn’t require much activity from me. He does not like sitting on my lap when I’m in a chair, the bent legs aren’t as good. However, Fozzy loves sitting on my lap when I’m working, though today I realized it’s much more like lap surfing than lap sitting. He’s never entirely stable—which is partially my fault but I do need some mobility—and it’s got to be a far less satisfying nap experience. Also I don’t tend to pick Gregory up and snuggle him, whereas Fozzy gets the occasional pick and snug.
It’s adorable when Fozzy lap sits but it’s also a real pain but it’s also adorable. Because cats.