"Outta here!" said Rusty.

It was a lazy morning. The blinds were pulled half back to let in the glorious morning sun and give me my cherished view of the fifty foot cottonwood trees outside.  I was sitting up having my usual coffee in bed. Rusty, who always sleeps on the bed with me had come up for morning cuddles on my left.  As per her style, Annie suddenly popped up and joined us, but directly on my lap and awwwwfffuullly close to Rusty.

Now, ordinarily it often goes like this when Miss Annie decides to plop....er...grace her diva-self in the presence of Rusty and I.  One method is to join Rusty at the foot of the bed, but on the opposite side of the bed. So he's chill.  Another arrival is that she will appear out of nowhere (how do cats do that?!) and be the first to be up close and prefers my lap, again, as I sit up drinking said coffee. With that effort she effectively beats Rusty to the up close and personal cuddles.  And then there's my favorite: Like that morning and many other moments (hey, yeah, I relax sitting up in my bed a lot! ) she comes up stealthfully around Rusty already arrived for his cuddles and ever so gracefully walks above Rusty on the pillows, on and over my arm with hand holding the covered cup and gently postitions her softness on my lap.  So so sweet.

But Rusty is close beside her then and she does have that tail. Or in this case, that pesky tail. I see that it is calmly swishing back and forth.....on Rusty's side. Uh oh. And then....well, I'll just let you watch. Oh....and it's only three seconds so focus on the tail and Rusty's response.  

"Seriously cat?? I'm outta here."