One thing I love nearly as much as cats is wordplay – crossword puzzles, puns, neologisms, I love them all.
Last night, Thurston – all 19 or so pounds of him – sat on my legs as I had them stretched out on the sofa. After sitting this way for quite a while, I finally dislodged Thurston and got up – and found one of my legs totally asleep. I said to my husband, “My leg was asleep… Thurston totally cut off circulation to my legs.”
My husband replied, much to my delight, “A purr-niquet.”