As a kitten, Sula would constantly be on my lap as I sat at the computer. If he couldn't have my lap, he would commandeer the mousepad. "Look how cute he looks, " I'd say. He's a big boy now and old habits die hard. These days, it's difficult to use the computer when I don't allow him on my lap. If I move him, he becomes aggravated and begins pacing up and down on my desk and across the keyboard.